We stopped near Truckee to stretch legs and get the wiggles out on the way to Grandpa Knaphus' funeral. The snow and the melt ponds had to be explored. Grandma Carie has occasionally questioned our judgement as parents, and this is supportive evidence of her concerns. The water was freezing and dirty, but...it was water, and it was fun (Click the photos to enlarge, and note that Big Daddy Blogger can't figure out how to place pictures in desired order).
