A day out in the boat along the Tchefuncte river in Madisonville, Louisiana. Lena got to see some swamp and we went swimming in some of the warmest water you can imagine… Doesn’t she just look at home in that last photo?
Making a Red Velvet Cake for Izzy’s birthday party… We had just found a delicious John D. Folse recipe for Red Velvet cake and really wanted to try it out. Izzy’s birthday party was that night so we thought it would be the perfect occasion. We had fun baking the cake and dying it such wonderful colors. Also, photos of Izzy’s house in Abita, and eating the delicious cake… It was so, SO good. I ate about three slices and would have eaten a few more if my stomach could have handled it.
Lena’s first Beignets, from Café du Monde.
First post from August! We are slowly catching up and trying to post some photos and stories from the last few weeks on the road…
Lena enjoying her very first taste of Beignets, from Café du Monde
More hiking in the mountains. Another green forest, another little river, and more tired legs. This time at least we got to go swimming at one of my favorite swimming holes. Midnight hole is filled with beautiful deep clear water and is surrounded by big boulders you can dive from. The water is COLD though, but after a day of hiking it can be really refreshing jump in for a few minutes. We also made it to Mouse Creek Falls, which is along the same trail.
Lena at Midnight Hole
Photos from Max Patch. Max patch is a naturally-occurring bald mountain on the border of North Carolina and Tennessee. The Appalachian Trail crosses over the top of the hill, and there are beautiful clear views of the surrounding mountains. We were lucky again and found huge patches of juicy ripe blackberries on the hillsides.
Lena enjoying her first Root Beer
Sunday afternoon, there was a small music festival in Asheville, the nearest city to my mom’s house in the mountains. We decided to get out of the woods for a day to give Lena’s little feet a rest, and to see what the big city had to offer. Lena got her first root beer in an American diner, and her first Mardi Gras beads (even though we were 1,000 miles from New Orleans) all in the same day.