The boys and I took a short drive north today to visit my folks, who are camping near the fish hatchery south of
Garrison Dam. It's a beautiful campground, much like our own Sibley Park, and very quiet on a Tuesday afternoon.
Here's their rig:

And a few shots of the front porch:



On the way home, I listened to U2's
Joshua Tree. I was transported back in time to 1987-88 when I attended Headquarters Academy of Hair Design in Minot. I listened to that album a lot that year on my weekly drive back to Bismarck on Friday nights.
Moments after the first song started, Dylan said, "This is
"Where The Streets Have No Name". I said, "Ten points for Gryffindor!" Pretty good for an 8-year-old.
I took some snaps on the way home, too:
Windmills

Connor working on his Star Wars coloring book

Dylan zonked in mid-erase

It was a great little trip, and nice to get out of town and do something different for a change.