Day 14: Lynden

Quote of the Day: "My boobs are better flotation devices than these life-vests" (Haley)

In front of the Nooksack Falls

Don't go chasing waterfalls!

Yet another Photo with a Stump (Estrella's love)

Pedal-boating in Silverlake

Playing around the Lake

Peace Arch Park (the Border between Canada and the US)

                Everyone who knows me understands that I am not a breakfast person—I’m the girl who loves to eat cold pizza in the morning (so delicious)! But this morning’s fresh strawberry waffles were AMAZING!  Haha so after a great breakfast we hit the road to go visit Nooksack Falls. We made a quick stop to pick up Yoly’s cousin and mother before leaving. Two hours of driving later, we pulled up to the national park. The roaring falls were impressive and slightly frightening as Yoly told us stories of people who had fallen to their deaths (yikes!).

                Following the falls, we drove to the nearby lake. It was a beautiful day and we decided to rent a paddleboat for half an hour. We knew that it would be an adventure the moment we realized we couldn’t leave the dock without a friendly shove from a stranger. Katherine and I peddled first and felt the burn, proving our completely lack of exercise for most of the trip. Then, being the brilliant people we are, we decided to switch peddlers in the middle of the lake. All of the families picnicking on the shore and couples rowing by watched as we attempted to balance the boat and change positions at the same time. Luckily, with a very close call of tipping over, we managed to switch. Estrella and Haley joked around as they struggled to peddle out of the weeds while all of the other boaters went speeding past us, typical KECH experience.

                We(not including Katherine) returned home only to fall asleep on the sofa for a couple of hours, much to our host’s disappointment. Honestly, we were so exhausted I highly doubt if we could even make it 30 more minutes. We packed up the car and then Yoly and her husband Charles (aka Carlos, his Spanish name) drove us back to the border to visit Peace Arch Park. We pulled into the park just as the sun began to set. I want you to imagine this scene. A large van pulls up to a police car, “What time does the park close?” “Now” the officer responds. The van then proceeds to park and the door suddenly flings open—four girls jump out and start sprinting towards to border. It was one of the sketchiest things I have done, but we really really wanted a picture under the arch. All of the running paid off as masses of people in the huge carline laughed and pointed while we ran across the border back into Canada. A few photos and a warning from the police officer later we headed back home. We spent the night in front of a fire pit (yummy s’mores and hot dogs) having a bonfire and played a few rounds of pool with the Vogel family and friends.

Best:

• Strawberry waffles
• Peace Arch Park
• Bonfire/ Playing pool
• Pedal-boating
• More than 1,000 blog views!

Worst:

• Car-sickness
• Too much peanut butter
• Scratching in pool