This is the last post in my series about our week at Holden Village. For more information, read:
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| The bus |
After a week in our reclusive hideaway at Holden Village, it was time to return to civilization. We got back on the school buses and headed back down the mountainside…soon we saw the lake way down below. Worriers and those afraid of heights should be advised not to look out the windows. It’s a dicey ride down the mountain. In fact, the bus driver stopped before the steepest portion to check her brakes.
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| Lake Chelan |
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| The lake |
Once we reached Lucerne, we had an hour-long wait for the
Lady of the Lake to pick us up. Just enough time to eat some lunch (packed at breakfast time in the dining hall) and have a quick singalong. I tried out my brother-in-law’s nifty backpacking guitar (guess I should get one of those) and our cool pastor played her banjo.
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| Martin backpacker guitar |
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| With Mom and Kieran waiting for the boat |
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| Family photo (too bad Nick’s looking away) |
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| Sam and Kieran at the lake |
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| Nick with his best buddies (cousins) |
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| The boat has arrived |
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| The BH family |
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| My handsome teen |
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| The banjo playing pastor and friends |
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| Nadine on the boat |
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| Look at that beautiful weaving! |
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| Nick playing trains with little Benjamin |
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| Mary, Mom, and Dad on the boat |
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| Land ho! Nick with Benjamin before saying goodbye |
Farewell Holden. We hope to return before too much time passes!
Every Day Is a Miracle 