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Kayaks, Ferries and Bears, OH MY!

Sometimes a quick trip to somewhere close is all the vacation you need.

I visited my sister and her husband at their lovely home in Roberts Creek with my kids and an extra teen along for the ride. Yeah, that lets you in on how nuts I am right away . . . three teens on a road trip (and ferry ride) to a quiet, artsy town filled with quiet, artsy folk where hiking, biking and kayaking are king.

I packed the tent hoping my punk rock daughter and her best friend and bandmate would happily camp on the front lawn, giving them some privacy and a break from the boring adults. My fourteen-year-old son was on his own. He got to sleep in the giant bunkbed in the living room (my sis and her hubby are some of the artsy folk I mentioned).

The tent plan didn’t work out as a large black bear had taken up residence nearby and visited the property daily. So the girls had to sleep on the living room floor with my son hovering above them in a rather creepy fashion.

The house was in the middle of a bathroom renovation which was supposed to be finished weeks earlier, so we were lucky to have an indoor toilet, but no shower or sink. The kitchen was a busy place with six people trying to share the one sink in the house.

My plan to try kayaking for the first time kinda backfired. We huffed and puffed our way down the rocky beach, and then down to the shoreline with two canoes, life vests, oars and emergency paraphernalia. Finally easing the front of the canoe into the waves with the help of my sister, I stepped inside the plastic cocoon ever so carefully. I felt overwhelmed by waves of nausea almost immediately. I clambered out of the kayak after about five seconds.
So, I’m a wuss! I’ve been called worse.

I will have to try it again sometime, I suppose. I guess I just wasn’t made for floating around in a red plastic coffin. My vision of me cutting the smooth crystal waters with the blade of an oar as I glided toward a burning horizon was shot to hell.

I consoled myself on the way home by buying a White Spot burger on the ferry. Now, that’s more my style!

But the trip was just what we all needed. Peaceful, relaxing and fun!

Evidence of my humiliation:

Yeah, don’t forget to book a ferry reservation, and if you do, make sure you have a recording device to occupy three teenagers for the two hour wait:

Are you a Goonie or a Lost Boy?

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Top 100 80s Movies you MUST SEE with your teenagers. I am not just suggesting you see these movies, I am insisting that NOT watching them with your kids means you’re missing out on a fantastic bonding experience. So, start watching. Make it a weekly family movie night or a punishment—I don’t really care . . . just DO IT.

Pop the popcorn, put out the candy, soda and pillows and prepare for an evening of groans, laughs, and discussions about what the movie means to you and what your children found interesting about it. I always end up sharing stories about growing up in a world where computers and video games, VCRs and CDs were a thing of the future. My kids talk about what they imagine their future will look like and how the movies of today will be outdated and a history lesson for their own children. Continue reading Are you a Goonie or a Lost Boy?