One to remember.

Today was a great day. I had suggested earlier in the week that we take our bikes over to Quadra and ride to Rebecca Spit. Now, let it be known this is a little unusual for me. Not the going to Quarda, but the bikes part. As we got closer to today I had thought of a million excuses why it was a bad idea. The kids haven't spent much time together in the bike trailer, would we be able to pack enough stuff, could I make it all the way to Rebecca Spit, was I going to have to tow the kids? 

My husband Braden rides his bike to work everyday, so he was good. He was also kind enough to let me ride his bike, which is a road bike. It is a lot easier to ride than a moutain bike. Braden was stuck on the old moutian bike pulling the kids. Much easier for him than me though. 

We only made it 1 km before it was snack time.

After not a lot of fun getting everyone out the door, we were off to catch the 12:30 ferry. The weather was devine. The boys loved the ferry. We managed to get off and on in once piece. I thought for sure that was a disater waiting to happen. The boys were bugging each other a bit in the bike trailer. We quickly put a rolled up towel between them, problem solved. 

The bike ride there was really good. I didn't die. I only had to walk the bike up one hill. We had a great time chasing crabs on the beach and wading through the warm water. The boys loved the bright red sea cucumber we found. I packed a picnic lunch, but kept it simple. I cut some whole wheat pitas into triangles and brought Greek yogurt Tzitziki and roasted garlic hummus to dip them in. We also had strawberries, blueberries, yogurt, cheese strings, trail mix and the boys even got a frozen juice box each. I used them to keep things cool in our cooler bag. By the time we arrived they were prefect to eat with a spoon. Freezing them slows down how fast they drink them too. We also brought lots of water. 

Hudson is "eating" a piece of driftwood here?

We were back in time to catch the 5:00 ferry home. The boys both zonked out on the ride back. 

Pooped.

We then headed over to my in-law's for a quick dinner and well deserved G&T.

Both kids had a nice bath in the back yard and we all had a huge laugh over the towel"dresses" they were running around in after.

My butt is already killing me, but it's so, so worth it. I love when physical activity doesn't feel like a chore. Pick something you can do as a famiy and ignore all the reasons not to do it. Get out there. Summer whips by, the laundry and yard work can wait.

We have already decided our next bike trip: Denman!