1. Wear good shoes, you’ll be walking around a lot and maneuvering tourists and bums a lot.
2. Check the weather. Wear comfortable, loose clothing. Jeans are way too hot in a 98 degree weather but ideal for rainy days.
3. Come hydrated and bring a small water bottle in your small backpack. The less you carry, the better. The race provides water before you’re off for the search but you’re on your own during the search.
6. Bring a map, sit down for a few minutes and READ BETWEEN THE LINES. Jeff and I had to come back to two spots because we didn’t read its fine lines. Figure out the places you know for sure of its locations and head there right away. Don’t sit and idle trying to figure out locations of ALL items. Keep walking.
4. Bring somebody who’s a walking “Brittanica Encyclopedia”. If they don’t want to pay for the race, ask them if they could join you anyway and share the prize if you win. In my case, I would bring our cousin Matt L. Relying on Wikipedia or Google from your smartphone is nice but you run in to dead spot most of the time. This person can also serve as a picture taker or a “stranger” in the picture. Or if this is not feasibel, make an appointment with someone who will be staying home and in front of the computer. Text or call your questions to this person.
5. Bring your own pocket camera. Don’t rely on your camera phone.
My sisters — Ade and Putri — all came with their herd, except for Ria. Ade came with Jenson, her fiancee, and the kids, Jaden, Jekiya and Jeyda. Putri came with Cale, her boyfriend, and the kids, Twins — Zack and Ivory, their brother Jacob and their little sister, Zahara whom we called ZZ. Treyton was definitely in heaven as his “many cousins” as he calls them, were around for this fantastic weekend.
Here are a few of the hundreds of photos that I took using point-and-shoot CoolPix. Jenson let me hog it for the weekend as my Exilim point-and-shoot failed me. Thank goodness for Jenson!
Thanks for looking.
These photos were taken at the cabin during. To see more photos of the “J” girls in action, click here.
We decided to venture to French Park. It was quite a ways from our house but we love this park so much we didn’t mind the drive. We used to come here alot back when Jeff and I lived in a one bedroom small apartment around the area. The park is located along the north shore of Medicine Lake and offers a swimming beach along with trails for hiking, biking and walking as well as fishing pier. In the Winter time, they have this giant hill where you can go snow tubing. If you don’t know what snow tubing, Google it up. It is one of the ways, the Northeners, in the Midwest do for fun during the cold bitter months of Winter or simply ask me.
Our favorite — well, Treyton’s favorite — is the Net. Here’s the clip of what you can do on the Net. I don’t know if that’s the official name but that’s what we call it. It’s a massive jungle gym with ropes and ropes knoted together to resemble a net, where kids, adults too, I guess, can climb up and down and throw themselves on to the hammock-like ropes. A couple of run-throughs of these, I swear to God you burn at least 700+ calories. It was quite an exercise. As usual, Canon came with me and here are some of the snapshots it produces.
Contact Dhila for a fun photo shoot
Here’s a slideshow of the rest of the photos taken at French Park.
Our weekends are mostly crafted around this four-year old. So, trips to Fine Line Music to catch a local band is no longer a drop and go type of thing. So when we asked each other, what should we do? I spoke up and said, let’s go take photos. Jeff suggested Noerenberger which he had to say over and over again as I kept asking the name of the place over and over again.
The drive is about 25 minutes from our house which was not long at all as we ooohhhs and aaahhhs the “castles” built along the shore. This is where houses no less than three million dollars are standing tall. We passed a Marina filled with boats on the dock. We daydream everytime we passed by a house for sale.
The small memorial garden is located on the shore of Crystal Bay on Lake Minnetonka. Historically, Mr. Frederick Noerenberger, the founder of Grain Belt Brewery, built his estate on the shore of Lake Minnetonka. The flowers were crowded by bumblebees, Monarch butterflies and other kinds and dragonflies. There was a photo shoot held there for a wedding. There was gazebo overlooking the lake. In there held a wedding rehearsal.
After being baked in a hot sun standing in one place, on multiple spots, trying hard to catch one snaphot of good butterly pose, I made my way up the hill to the stairs. I was welcome with these astounding white pillars with no roof. There was engraving on the granite floor but I was too busy admiring the wood trellises filled with grapevines and matured deep purple grapes as I wonder if they do harvest them or not and what kind of red wine these types of grapes would produce if they do harvest them? Merlot? Carbernet Sauvignon? Pinot Noir?
Jeff kindly left me alone. He sat on the bench by the shore with his mobile smart phone surfing the web, facing the lake, enjoying the breeze as I took my time hopping from one flower to another. We both had a relaxing time and our stomach is growling. So off we go to Origami. Here are some of the photos I captured from the garden.
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So, here they are, in no particular order.
(remix of Billie Holiday’s Gloomy Sunday) Sad but beautiful
I have a four-year old boy at home. Treyton, we call him. Sometimes, Punk, Babe, or Treyt. He says the darnest thing and I wished I had collected all of his sayings and quotes throughout the years. I posted most of his mumbles on Facebook and to date I still don’t know how to retrieve my old wall posts so I can blog about them. If anyone knows, do share! They are worth sharing and absolutely comical!
Treyton: “MOM !I am eating chicken BOOBS”
Me: Chuckles “Well Treyton, chickens aren’t mammals, they don’t have boobs.”
Treyton: Spontaneouly “Well, Dolphins are mammals, do they have boobs?” chomping on chicken.
Me: Snorted water out of my nose as I burst out laughing. But then raised my left eyebrow as I asked myself “Do They?”
After Google-ing dolphin boobs which resulted in many sites refering to manboobs and other not so child friendly site, I decided to search for dolpin breastfeeding and chose this site from e-How.
I was gasping when presented with this fact. Did you know — this is especially for mothers out there by the way — that the calf nurses about four times per hour?
Laura invited all of us past co-workers for a dinner at her house. Katie brought Anna, Beth brought Chloe and Sherri brought Kaitlyn. Treyton came but did not want to have anything to do with the girls, so daddy picked him up to take him home while I stayed and snap these princesses. Boy, was I glad I had my camera with me. These girls are ADORABLE!