Huge shout out to Brian and Jesse for watching and entertaining four kids under the age of 5 this past weekend. Specifically, a 4-year-old, a 3-year-old, a 2-year-old, and a 1-year old. Henry and Ruby couldn’t stop talking about how much fun they had. And this morning, Henry said, “Dad, I missed you, but I didn’t miss you. I had so much fun!”
As I arrived at the table to meet Kristine and the kids for dinner Tuesday night, I was blinded by a flash of light. Henry had discovered our old Polaroid. His first project has been to capture images of each member of the Fry Lodge Quartet. This morning he woke up asking for more film.
We see it every weekend as we drive down our dirt road to Fry Lodge Mud Bay. But my dad was the first to let his curiosity send him traipsing through the overgrown woods adjacent to our property to get a closer look. Henry and I weren’t far behind. We got chills up our spines as we checked out the late 60s era Dodge van that the earth had long ago reclaimed. It was like a scene from Lost. Unfortunately, we didn’t find any Dharma Beer inside. Wonder what happened to the people who left it there.
That’s the last thing we did before heading to catch the ferry back to Anacortes on father’s day. Carl and Kaye paid a visit to to Mud Bay this weekend so we could have a double celebration – Kaye’s 70th birthday and father’s day. Lots of great memories for all: fabulous grilled food, as usual; Henry’s dalliance with a message in a bottle; the first washers game of the year; another ferry barely made. Way to go Frys.
I have such great memories of digging for clams in front of my grandpa’s house near the Dungeness Spit (about 20 miles south of Fry Lodge Mud Bay). Those memories came flooding back this weekend as I watched Henry tromp around at low tide with his Uncle Dude (aka Patrick). Both Henry and Ruby have become obsessed with everything the ocean produces. Toy cars used to litter the living room. Now I have to watch my step to avoid stepping on clam, crab and mussel shells. Not to mention beach rocks and sea beans. Thank you, Katie and Patrick, for the quality time you spent with the Frys this weekend. Henry and Ruby love their aunt and uncle.
The Rossmans are joining us at Fry Lodge Mud Bay this weekend. Their contribution (besides their wonderful selves): Copper River salmon on a cedar plank, which we just put on the Weber. What a great way to end another great day on Lopez. More on that later.