This trip we went back to an area we know well, off the Gunflint Trail to Alpine Lake, where we've stayed a couple times before. It was a restful trip, with lots of sleeping in until 8 am and relaxing during the days. I read Rudyard Kipling's Captains Courageous to the family, front to back -- still one of my favorite read-alouds. Did a little half-hearted fishing.
Most of the time a trip like that drives me more than half crazy because I want to be moving and exploring. This time, though, I needed to rest. It was a relief, actually, when the one day I had planned to go exploring turned out so windy I didn't want to be out on the lake unless absolutely necessary. So I gave up the day trip and we went to the sheltered side of our peninsula and went swimming instead, then fell asleep in the sun. It's a rough life.