We have been hearing how amazing the Apostle Island Ice Caves are to see and explore. We especially wanted to go since they haven’t been reachable over the past 5 winters. Since we don’t want to wait until Aleah is 10 or who knows when- we decided to head out after church yesterday.
My wonderful friend lives about 30 minutes from Meyers Beach, which is the best place to set out. So, we spend the night at her house on Sunday, and she kindly offered to stay back and watch Huddy so we could have an adventure with the girls, (the girls are old enough to tell us their feet feel like they are getting frostbite, but Hudson doesn’t quite know how to say that yet – we need to work on that to ensure his survival). Here is one of her pictures from when she went on Saturday:
On Sunday night- Jared and my phone rang at the same time, that only means one thing: school is canceled, or we owe more lunch money. The former was true. They had canceled school for Monday AND Tuesday due to freezing cold temperatures.
Most normal people would think, hmmmm, shoot. Well, I guess we can’t go but Jared and my first thought was AWESOME! There won’t be hardly anyone there! We will have the place to ourselves. Perfect. Not so much.
We wore all of our warmest long underwear, hats, neck-warmers, mittens, boots, socks, coats etc but the element were still far too much for us. The wind cut right through our clothes and pierced our skin, leaving us feeling like our best efforts of dressing appropriately were all in vain. We could not see 100 yards in front of us and we were surrounded by blowing ice and snow.
As bummed out as we were to have to turn around before making it to the caves, we knew it was the right decision for the safety of our children and the safety of our toes.
These stairs were a sight for sore eyes, no wait, they were a sight for partially frozen -closed eyes (I literally could not see out of my eyes since they had crystals connecting my top eyelashes to the bottom eyelashes).
We were SO so proud of the girls and their willingness to have wonderful attitudes and follow us out into a wild adventure.
When we piled into the car I realized that I had a flesh wound. I have no idea how I got it and fyi I am NOT crying because of my finger. The wetness around my eyes is the icicles thawing! Lovely.
The girls were overjoyed when we got them in the car, and told us emphatically that they are NEVER going back there again! We told them that the next time the weather will be a whole lot nicer- perhaps summer?