grandpa's cabin.

When we first started to plan our Michigan vacation a year ago, we knew that we needed to dedicate one full day for a trip to Grandpa's hunting cabin. While my Grandpa doesn't actually go here that often anymore, it is well used by all the men (and some of the women) in the Westveer family. My childhood memories of Michigan always included a day or two at the cabin. While I was never (and still am not) into hunting, I always loved spending time there exploring the property on the quads, playing with the toys that lived at the cabin and making forts in the upstairs loft that was full of bunkbeds for the busy hunting season.



Being that Max and Byron love their dirt bikes so much, I thought they might like to check out the cabin and take a turn on the quads.















[Michael, Byron and Max- the quad gang]


My Aunt Marcy (who I somehow didn't end up getting one picture of!!!) and Uncle Bill met us at the cabin and got all the toys ready for when we arrived (THANK YOU!!!).



They also prepared a full venison burger (deer meat) lunch for us to give the boys the full cabin experience!



[Jacked looooved the tracker!]





I remember riding this exact three wheeler (or Big Red as we refereed to it) back when I was not much older than Lachlan.












And just as proof that not much changes at the cabin, my sister found an old colouring book that she coloured and signed back in December 1994! Such an artist, that sister of mine (hehe).






[Mimi and Emily taking an afternoon nap]


The final event for our day at the cabin included a gun shooting lesson from my Uncle Bill.



While I have very little interest in guns myself, it was the number one thing Byron wanted to do while he was up in Michigan :: I mean, besides eating as many bacon cheese burgers as he could get his hands on :)



I am not sure of the exact laws and rules, but I think handguns (maybe all guns??) are banned in Australia, so Byron was just itching to learn how to shoot them while he was in America. Lucky for him, my uncle was nice enough to teach him how (in a very safe and controlled environment).









And I'm pretty sure he loved every second of it!






A special BIG thank you to my Aunt Marcy and Uncle Bill for letting us spend the day with them at the cabin. It was exactly how I remembered it :)