Our friends Matt and Jen cruised into town on their way south on their catamaran with their two little boys (check out their blog at S/V Perry) and they headed out with us to follow the wind. Just one problem. There was no wind. Not a breath.
We set our sights on Granary Creek, a nestled little spot right along the banks of the Wye Island Wildlife Refuge. We took the kids on a long hike on what ended up to be a trail that went through corn and soybean fields. It was novel, at first, but then it began to feel like a creepy start to a horror movie. Two families, wandering through the corn, for hours and hours...
It was a real life corn maze.
Naia was a trooper considering the unseasonably hot weather and long walk with no shade. The highlight was when we finally found our way out of the corn on to a wooded road and the kids discovered a puddle full of frogs!
Next time, I think we'll stick to the forest trails. We're so happy to be back in prime sailing season around here. More to come...!
