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Wooden Picnic Table For Kids

wooden picnic table for kids

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Children are Suicidal Maniacs

Children are Suicidal Maniacs

I was quietly painting my nails, minding my own business at my Aunts picnic table this weekend when i was set upon by a gang of marauding - and mostly bored - children. Sensing my desire to be likable (children, like animals, are a sort of litmus test for personality) as well as my complete ineptitude for authority, they took me by both hands, smiles wide and eyes bright, and led me away through the woods like a merry band of pixies and fauns.

"oh, this is nice!" i thought to myself, completely obivious to the scheming afoot.

The children laughed and squealed and ran ahead to a great wooden play structure, dappled with afternoon sunlight.

"Oh, you want to play? What fun! alright! (sweet little things!)"

The oldest one clambered up the huge ladder to the top of a rather high slide. The youngest immediately tried to do the same.

The eldest reached the top of the platform and began to climb over the "safety rail" at the top. The youngest flailed and kicked as i tried to present the (FUN!) idea of a safety swing instead.

I caution the Climber to be careful, trying to sound relaxed and fun, but with a subtle hint of gravity. I look around wildly for signs of any other grown ups to pass off this rapidly spiraling disaster to.

There are none.

With slowly growing horror, i realize: I have been duped!
I am now the sole responsible adult. Despite years of actively avoiding this very situation, I find myself outnumbered and outflanked by children bent on flinging themselves gleefuly off of every available surface.

I look at the Play structure and see only death towering in the dappled afternoon light.

Everywhere i look: Trauma!

Ledges! splinters! nails! rocks!

The autumn leaves are just a clever disguise for the treacherous trees- now made entirely of pointy sticks.

The oldest kid reaches out to climb into a tree from the top of the ladder. The youngest flails under my armpit, determined to escape safety.

I can see only one possible out.

"OOOH!! i think the desserts are on the table! Lets go see!"

I bribe the oldest one with sugar, intending to disappear entirely once other adults have been found; and long before my bribe is metabolized and used to fuel other acts of insanity.

The youngest is not at all convinced, and remains firmly corked, and flailing, under one arm.

I march back to the house, resolute, forcing myself not to look back pleadingly at the Climber. It works and he soon tears past me and into the house, on the hunt for pies and cookies which will not be set out for hours.

I go inside; the little one now somehow dangling upside down under my arm and wriggling wildly.

I walk to the first person i see who can converse at eye level. He looks at the upside down kid, bemused.

I present my ward, legs first, still dangling to this bastion of responsibility.

He takes the kid and lets it escape, giggling wildly, into the crowd of mingling wine drinkers.

Russ laughs as i tell him my ordeal. Children are suicidal maniacs.

"No harm done" he assures me. "they will live another day"

"you touched it last" i remind him as
i head for the beer fridge for a much needed drink.

Crosscut Cabin

Crosscut Cabin

Crosscut Cabin
This is one of the newer cabins for rent inside Porcupine Mountains Wilderness State Park in the UP of Michigan. For that reason, it's hard to find out information about it online. (There's not much in the way of info on any of the cabins, especially about the nature of the hikes needed to get to them.) So I hope that if you are here through a search for information on this cabin, this will help you out.

Crosscut Cabin serves as a x-country ski warming hut in the winter months. It's TINY -- about 10 x 13, with two beds (bunk), a small woodstove, a cupboard for dishes and a small shelf for doing shelf-stuff, like food preparation. Hope the weather is good so you can dine outdoors at the picnic table. It's tight quarters for two, so I wouldn't recommend staying there with more people, although the log book had an entry from a couple who had stayed there with two kids. (Aieeee!!!) Crosscut is not even on older park maps, but it is off of the Union Spring Trail on the opposite side of the Union Spring pond (although you cannot see any part of the pond from the cabin, even though it looks like you can from the map). The hike in from the Union Spring Trail trailhead seems to be about 2.25 miles. It took us 55 minutes to hike in. The trail is wide, like a fire access road, and it climbs continuously but is not hard hiking. Surface is gravelly/dirt with the occasional large rock. There is one stream crossing, but it is on a wide wooden bridge.

When you reach the Union Spring Impoundment, the main Union Spring trail goes to the left; the path to Crosscut is down a x-country ski trail to the right. The path does not change much after the split, although there are some muddy spots, it wasn't bad even after two days of rains.

Water: it's hard to figure out where to get water. The closest place is probably the hardest to find. Continue walking a little further on the path that brought you to the cabin. There will be a split in the path, the main fork goes to the right; a smaller branch to the left (toward the water). I think there's signage that indicates that you can ski to the left (probably it's a ski trail across the water in the winter).

What the regular park maps don't show is that Crosscut is on a system of x-country trails, so you can take them as shortcuts to Overlook and Government Peak trails, or just hike the x-country trails up to the top of the downhill ski area and to a spot called East Vista, which has a dramatic view of Lake Superior. Ask for a map of the x-country ski trails when you register at the park office. Or if you don't, there are maps of the x-country trails posted at all the x-country trail junctions.

Because the cabin is off on a path that most people don't hike, it is very secluded, unlike the Mirror Lake 4 and 8 cabins where people are basically hiking past your door all the time.

Although this sounds like complaining that the cabin was too small, I actually liked it very much. I didn't need it any bigger.

wooden picnic table for kids

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