Memorial Day weekend at Pelican Lake 2012!
Several weeks ago when Jon and I realized we hadn’t been home in almost six months, we looked for and found some perfect flights for the weekend over Memorial Day. We don’t typically go home to the lake that early in the year (brrrrr) but he was beginning to see how homesick I was getting and we had high hopes for the weather.
Minnesota, like Colorado, had an incredibly mild winter so we decided we would take the risk. He told me we would wait and see what the weather did and if it looked nasty we’d cancel our flights and re-use the fares at a later time. I told him he could enjoy a nice weekend alone in Denver because I was going even if I had to walk.
It doesn’t take a genius to figure out who won that battle and last Thursday we packed all of our winter/spring/summer clothes as we prepared to visit Minnesota, no matter the weather.
What I realized about Memorial weekend is that there are many things that need to get done with it being the ‘first’ main weekend at the lakes. Luckily for us we got there early on Friday and the weather was average so we didn’t feel so bad dedicating our time to getting everything all set up!
One of the main things to be done was to move the boat lifts out further from shore due to the water being so low this spring. Have to have lifts in order to have boats! All the boys were thrilled to jump into the lake for some manual labor.
A shot and a beer to numb the pain : )
When the weather is sunny and beautiful at the cabin, life is simple. Boats, beer, sand bar, tubing and skiing. On. The. Lake. At all times.
When it’s significantly chillier, cloudy, rainy and windy – it’s time to get creative. Apparently our version of creativity is competing with one another.
Heidi and I had a ‘who can find the largest stick’ contest.
Livi and I raced everywhere we went.
Chad and Megan whooped our butts and took all our money at a dice game.
There was a shooting contest, dirt bike races, a beer pong contest, and a Zorbaz dance off.
Jon, read us the rules…
Due to the delicate nature of having minors playing, we had only water in the cups and those of us legal held our own beers separately. This game was more for sport than it was drinking. I can’t say the same of the other more ‘late night’ games.
It was a rainy Saturday, but we made the most of it. I was so happy ‘my side’ of the family came out. My parents were actually celebrating their 28th wedding anniversary that day!Please pardon the lovely garage decor.
Two of my brothers had to work : ( Luckily Greyson still made it out!
Doing WorkVery ScientificMama BearParty StartersDock ViewGood Boy
No ThanksSpeed DemonGathering PlaceJungle Gym?Manly MenCousin CooporationLake CeilingOnly ColePure HappinessNew BabyPelican Lake
I guess I hadn’t really thought about it beforehand.
I didn’t really think about it right when we got there either.
But slowly, throughout the weekend, I began to realize that this is my family. All the people in all the photos above.
I started spending time at the Hendrickson cabin when I was 19. Afraid to get out of the car and see this boy who I had met and meet his family. T.J. was around 7 years old. Livi hadn’t even been born yet.
I’ve been coming to the cabin every year for almost 10 years (yikes!).
Now I’m family. It does feel different. It feels really good actually. Jon and I met and fell in love there and I feel very fortunate that we get to return at least once a year and be reminded of that and of those feelings. It’s the best part of being there…being there with him. It’s like a recharge for us and our relationship and now marriage. I love it there, I always have, and just like every time before it was a weekend and time very very well spent.