I went to Watkins Glen State Park with the kids today. They didn't seem as thrilled as I had hoped. I think they are not really outdoors folks. First, as we were driving there, I heard the usual "When are we going to get there?" I keep telling them to live in the moment, but they don't seem to get it. I had told them about the killer stairs at the end, which they insisted going up, just to meet the challenge, I think, and while we walked past gorgeous waterfalls and interesting rock forms, all they thought about was those stairs. "Are we at the stairs yet? Are these the stairs?" Well, I thought it was lovely, anyway. I got some photos, though the kids kept trying to hurry me along. And I had to stop and rest, which they had no sympathy for, being so young and energetic.
So we finally made it up the stairs at the end, and we found a picnic table to eat lunch, then we went to the playground while waiting for the shuttle bus to come to take us down to the bottom again. Here we were at a playground, and all they could do was ask when the shuttle bus would arrive, even though 5 minutes before, I had told them I didn't know how often they ran, and we would just wait till it showed up.
The girl told me that going to the Memorial Day Festival in Waterloo was much more fun. Sigh! So much for the great outdoors!
Here's one of many photos I took. I'll spread them out, since I seem to be short of good-night photos lately.