On our way to the ice cave.
Love the green.
Did I say how much I love the green? I do, lots!
Now this is what I call, "A hole in the ground!" Even at the opening, the air was at least 20 degrees cooler....though no ice in sight.
Truman climbing into a tight spot. Who dresses that kid anyway?
My sister-in-law, Jamie, and I getting ready to descend to the muck and murk of the ice cave.
Rick and Scott.
Walking back to the canoes.