Trip North - Wisconsin - Part One

After we spent several days in the Cities we went up north to spend several days with my family. The weather was perfect, so we spent a lot of time outside.

One of the first things we did was Stian, Nate and Uncle Wayne drove the remote control boat.



Notice the four bald eagles flying around over the lake in this one:







When the boat invariably went out of range Wayne had to hop in the paddle boat to retrieve it.



The next morning Stian went fishing for the first time. They were just doing catch and release. Though it was more just feeding worms to the fish as my dad had removed the barb off of the fishing hooks so noone got hurt, and this made it much easier for the fish to just steal the worms off of the hooks without getting caught.













Despite going through a heck of a lot of worms, there was only one fish caught, and it was by Nate.



Just as Stian was building up the nerve to touch the fish it got off the hook and flopped around on the dock. I was a little worried Stian was going to leap off the dock trying to get away from the fish flopping around (though he was surprisingly unphased by it), but Wayne scooped the fish back into the water.



We went for a number of boat rides while we were there.















Stian was fascinated by the water going past the boat as we cruised around the lake. He would go from one side of the boat to the other, and from front to back, over and over watching the water go whooshing past. We're not sure what exactly he was looking at. We decided he would likely be a fluid engineer when he grows up, or perhaps a boat captain.







The boys played in the yard quite a bit. They played with each other (though for some reason those pictures all turned out blurry) and they also played apart. Nate concentrated of getting his frisbee throw down, and Stian worked on hitting a ball with a bat. Both were getting quite good at their respective sports.



Unfortunately this is the only picture we got of Stian with the bat. I guess we were all too impressed with his abilities to take a picture. I'm not sure why he looks sad and contemplative in this picture. He was having lots of fun playing baseball, but he is 3 1/2, so it's entirely likely he was sulking/pouting about something. Or perhaps not. Who knows.



All right, I better publish this before it disappears on me. To be continued...