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Thursday evening we were off to the RV show in Minneapolis.
Normally, we would attend on the weekend, but I'm on call this weekend, and must remain within 20 minutes of the hospital. (Hey, it's my LAST weekend call!!!)
We really enjoy walking around, looking at the wide variety of campers and all the necessary accessories. We're not really in the market for anything new, but it's fun to look!
We came across this wild race-themed sales area. Yes, indeedy, this is what EVERYONE needs to drag along in their camper. A rug, an awning, several recliners and chairs, a table, a grill, even a race themed collapsible storage bin. Frankly, it hurt my eyes. Now it can hurt YOURS, too!
We always like to think up a little activity to spice up the evening. Our mischief that night - all of the campers/RVs have stereo systems, some more extensive than others. In the campers we entered to look around, we tuned the stereos to 93X and turned the volume WAY up.
It was great fun to stand back and watch the next people entering the camper/RV. Didn't matter - $10,000 or $300,000 RV - they cringed a bit, explored the RV, and never even turned the volume down. I imagine a few sales people were puzzled later, when they entered their RVs to loud head-banging music. I like to think a few of the young ones had a bit of a giggle.
After our evening of mild subversion, we stopped for supper at White Castle for a rare treat. While waiting for our Slyders (hey, one of their brochures told me how to spell those burgers), we discovered White Castle has informational brochures! (The worst of these was, of course, the nutritional information brochure!)

I got lots more black stockinette done in the truck during the drive.
Pretty soon I can move on to the colorwork!
A few days ago, I finished plying the superwash merino. Personally, I think it looked much nicer on the bobbin as a single. The colors got all smooshy in this two ply. It would have looked better if I had navajo plyed - the colors would have been more consistent.
Still, it's a pretty yarn. Don't know if it will be the originally planned baby sweater, or maybe a couple of nifty hats. I'll have to keep an eye on it, see what it tells me.
Late this afternoon, Paul and I went into the arb and placed two geocaches. We won't publish them until there is new snow to cover our tracks. (Not much of a challenge to find a cache when there are tracks leading directly to it!)
We saw some interesting things.

Out in the middle of nowhere, way off the path, someone has put up a tree swing!



In a quiet little spot along a little used trail, someone made a skiing snow angel.
I love that you can see it was a skier - he held his poles while making the angel.
As the sun was setting, we had this view to the southeast.
Carleton College has a big wind turbine, just peeking over the snowy field.
Looking to the southwest, we caught the tail end of the sunset.
We came home to a bubbling pot of vegetable beef soup. We opened a couple of beers, made some dumplings, and warmed ourselves up.
Girl of the House and I made these muffins this morning. Pumpkin chocolate chip muffins, yum!
However, with one person doing the dry ingredients, and one person doing the wet stuff, we totally missed the sugar!
But, you know what, they were pretty darn tasty anyway! Next time we'll skip the white sugar called for and put the 1/2 cup of brown sugar in, and see what we think.

Then we headed off to do some geocacheing.
Unfortunately, as we were headed off across the bridge near our home, we noticed this. Now, in this day and age, who in the hell throws their tv in the river?!!! It's bad enough, the stuff we find in our ditches, but in the RIVER?!!! Oh, man...
Kinda puts a crimp in the day, doesn't it?
We headed out to the St. Olaf College Nature Area, and the Cannon River Wilderness Park. We found four caches, and missed two.
Due to the recent thaw and refreeze, the snow is still pretty deep, however it's hard, icy, and very slippery. It's difficult to find some caches under this snow.
Hiking some of these trails felt pretty hazardous. Mr. GoatFeet clambered right up and down. I was the only one to fall on a regular basis. Hey, no broken bones though - that's good, eh?


There was a really cool frozen stream.
GotH climbed up and had herself a fun slide down.


Slip sliding away...
Ah, yes, that makes forced hiking with your parents almost enjoyable...