Is it later Winter or Early Spring? Either Way We Hiked Wild River State Park

We're late this year but smoothie season is back.

I had no idea there was a season.

With the snow mostly melted that means the trails at the parks are open to hikers again. I figured the closer state parks would be busy so we settled on Wild River State Park.

Little dude seemed excited to hike.

Meadow brought along her camera too. Can you tell the difference between her and Scott's photos?

Theo wanted his own hiking backpack to carry his baby.

The St. Croix was full of icebergs floating down the river. Meadow clearly thought they were cool.

Some parts of the trail were still a bit muddy. At least there's no mosquitos like the last time that we were here.

This huge chunk of ice followed us for awhile.

Once and awhile Theo would give up on hiking.

Photo by Theo: 1

Photo by Theo: 2

That ice kept our pace for a very long time. Or should I say we kept pace with it.

We took a break at one of the canoe-in sites.

Meadow loves some good ice crystals.

Goofs. I guess my no posing rule isn't going to last.

I cracked upon the trail mix, since you know, we were on the trail.

Another break for balance beam practice.

Theo mostly hiked himself.

Meadow was the one that wanted to take breaks.

We finished the 3.3 mile Hiking Club Trail. Theo probably hiked 3 miles of it.

The kids and grown ups deserved a treat.

So we stopped by Lift Bridge Brewing in Stillwater on our way home.

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