A lovely...interupted...picinic.

On Saturday we it was a beautiful sunshiny 95 degree day,
so we decided to go disc golfing along the Columbia Gorge w/
Kate and her Daddy and Mommy.

Here's Leroy enjoying the shade of his stroller.

We played a few rounds and then it was decided that the
guys would head out together to return the bosses car,
(farther up the gorge) that we still had from the
trip earlier that week while us ladies and the kiddos were
going to wait for them at Benson Park.
It was so hot and sticky and the kiddos were sweating

and trying to keep cool .

There is a lovely little creek that runs through the
park and we found a little island in it just across the railroad
tracks that run along the edge of the park.

So we happily set out our picnic snacks,

stuck our water and carrots in the creek to get them cooled again

and were all enjoying ourselves.

Leroy had just joined the picnic when we heard
a train whistle in the distance...
This mom thought naively 'Oh cool we'll get to see a train up close"

As the train reached this point
(we're all directly below the bottom of the picture)
he blew his whistle again
long and loud at which point we all went deaf and there was
much action on the part of the small ones in the party.
I now understand the phase about a barreling freight train,
I did not know they were sooo loud, thankfully it was a short one.
Deb had grabbed Leroy and covered his ears and I had Phi as he had jumped
up ready to run..somewhere... while Kate after the initial scare was peering
around me trying to watch the train, while we tried to cover everyones ears
at once. It took Phi a good ten mintutes to get over it and he kept wanting to
find safe places to hide.

Safely back at the car were Phi wanted right out of the stroller and into
his car seat..Let's get outta here!
Thus ended our lovely, interrupted, picnic.