There are some strange conspiracy theorists out there that thought (or think) that man has never landed on the moon. It was all staged at this great little lava flow beds in Idaho, called Craters of the Moon. Except for the fact that there are trees and snow and it's all lava rock...no, I actually don't see much of a resemblance. I live pretty close to craters, and read that they had some snow shoe trails all ready to be used. We waited until it was warmish, and took off down the road.
Calving has calmed down so Seth was able to take the afternoon off and snow shoe with us. The visitor's center has free snow shoe rentals, even in little kiddie sizes. How great! There were groomed ski trails we could follow or forge out and follow the orange markers. The landscape was gorgeous, the snow was so shiny it looked like divinity.
I came up with this good idea of bringing sleds to pull the boys along in while the rest of us got in a good little hike. Except the boys didn't like that so much and wanted to hike too. Just very slowly. Their little legs chug along and find lots of things to explore.
Dax climbed up every rock formation he could find, wanting to get to the tippiest point. The absolute best part of this trip was getting out of the dang-blasted boring house. Cabin fever reigns pretty strong until about May when it is finally warm enough to go out consistently. I get tired of trying to find things to keep everyone occupied and we end up watching waay too many mind numbing tv shows. So this was good to clear the cobwebs.
And it's always good to have so much fun it puts you to sleep, which is a normal thing for the under 10 group.