Once we got the new arrivals settled into the house we all got into our bathing suits and headed down to the river along with the inner tubes. We had been scratching our heads trying to figure out how to get both in AND out of the river. Getting in at our house and floating down-river would be easy - but all the access points out appeared to be like ours - onto private property. Same issue up-river. We finally just got in tubes and kind of went. Quinn was with me and seemed increasingly concerned that we were floating away from everyone without a plan (okay that last part may have been my concern). We floated along and then eventually found a way out of the river down by the covered bridge. We had to scramble up a rocky slope and then cut through a small path of bug-ridden woods to get back to our road. So it was fun, but not totally repeatable with the wee ones. So we spent the rest of the afternoon just walking a little way upstream and tubing back down to the house. It was a bit of a feat fighting the current to walk upstream as the river had risen quite a bit after the previous night's storm - but it was still fun.
After tubing the crew spent some time building a dam to create a nice calm pool for playing around in. As Gordon said - he'd look at me like I was crazy if I told him he'd be spending one day at home moving around rocks in the backyard, but for some reason this experience was totally different. I sat back and took some pictures of them working. It was particularly fun watching Quinn entertain himself in the water. He just kind of wanders around talking to himself completely in his own little world.
Robin made us some killer fish tacos for dinner and after tucking all the wee ones in bed we sat around eating cheese, drinking wine and talking until much too late. Oh and Gordon snuck outside at some point post-dinner to capture these cool long exposure shots of the river.