It was a gray, blustery, drizzely day. SURPRISE! It is Seattle after all. For one fleeting moment I considered not going. But then I reminded myself that if I stayed inside every time it rained here, I'd never get outside again! So off we went.
We first met under a pavillion to learn just a tiny bit about canoe carving from huge cedar trees. The gentleman in the center of the picture is Native American. I forgot the name of his tribe, but he sang us a "thank-you-mother-earth" song.
Our group then split in half. Half the kids got to build tiny wooden boats. And half went out to paddle onthe lake. Then we switched.
|Drilling a hole for the mast|
|Embelishing with bottle caps and corks.|
|sanding and putting on the sail|
|Decorating with markers, crayons, and stickers|
|Here's our littlest sailor|
|Big kids in the back|
|Younger paddleres up front|
|Enjoying the sites and sounds|
|These old ships are being restored. And that's MOHAI in the background (Museum of History and Industry). We haven't been to MOHAI yet either! That's probably our next trip.|
1. The Center for Wooden Boats staff told us that one of their main missions was to preserve and share the history of wooden boats. But I don't thnk they ever did that! They did have some cool old boats hanging from the cieling and sitting on the docks. And if you asked, they would tell you something about a particular boat. But other than that, there was no effort to help the kids understand that boats used to ALL be made of wood and now they are made of lots of thigns...etc. No connection to history at all.
2. When I got back to my car there was a $47 ticket on my car!! AGH!!! I was not happy at ALL. Apparently, I did not back my car into my spot. No, I did the absurd, unheard of act of actually pulling into my stall forwards, as is done in nearly 99.% of all other parking situations. GASP. How dare I? I searched for signs warning me not to commit the unpardonable sin of parking forwards, instead of backwards. Yes, after searching, there was a sign at the end of the parking lot, smallish, and far above my field of normal vision. So there you go Seattle. One more reason to dread a trip into the city. GRRRRR!!