weekend notes: german food and rope swings

So Jim and I decided to wait until Saturday morning to drive up to WV to see our good friends the Smiths. That made for an impromptu German night on the in-laws new back porch, complete with bratwurst and homemade spaetzle. It was delicious and the sunset was beautiful. We continued the "perfect evening" theme with some more low-key time on the porch. Jim smoked his cigar and surfed the computer, while I crocheted and drank my wine. It couldn't have been more lovely or relaxing. Ahhh.

Saturday we drove up to WV. Sunday we drove back.
In between we:
kayaked on the Potomac River
swung on a perfectly placed rope swing
got bumps and bruises climbing to rope swing
swam for 2 hours
ate overpriced but tasty German food here
slept for over 10 hours Saturday night
crocheted a ridiculous number of hexagons

Since pictures are worth a thousand words, I won't bore you with too much type and I'll leave you to see the absolute blast that was this weekend.

Can you see Jim? Swinging like a graceful monkey?

I, however, got no style points that day. Mid-air flip was actually more of a survival mechanism. Rocks are closer than they appear.

I did have some better runs, really, but somehow the camera was never near by. Then I tried to do some fancy stuff and suffered for it the next morning with sore and aching bones. Seriously, Tarzan had way more upper-body strength than I ever game him credit for.