Although we’ve lived in Medical Lake for many years, we’re surprised we haven’t been to more places and done more things that are so close to home.
We decided that we would try Klinks, out on Williams Lake. It’s only about a 40 minute drive from our house.
Initially we just wanted to rent kayaks and see what kind we liked best, but decided to try out the restaurant since we’d be there.
It was only coincidence that it was on Mother’s day and they were having a brunch. If you ever do decide to go, it’s best to make reservations since it is a small establishment.
When we got there it was really windy, thought maybe it would die down after breakfast but that didn’t happen, so we took a peek at the kayaks they had and said, nah, lets just get the ones we want.
The cream puffs were divine, strawberries and raspberries super fresh and the wait staff were attentive and kind.
We were overall quite happy with our meals, except we each had a little portion of egg whites that weren’t cooked well enough, for us that will ruin even the greatest meal.
On our way back home we decided to go through Turnbull National Wildlife Refuge, we’d always talked about checking out, just hadn’t made time to do it before, but when in the vicinity, it must be divinity! Oh I don’t know, just trying to make a rhyme, please don’t give me a hard time.
It was beautiful, no one around, wild flowers blooming everywhere and the weather was ideal!
Pops on the other hand was a “I want a smoke” Nut that day. Every 5 minutes while we were driving he wanted us to pull over so he could have another cigarette, we would tell him he just had one, and he wouldn’t believe us and start threatening to light up in the car.
Needless to say, the calm enjoyable experience became overwrought with Pops endless craving to smoke, after less than 45 minutes we high-tailed it out of there with hopes of going back another time when he isn’t dying to smoke every other mile.
He did end the day with a grand finale of, “This is what I think of your rules” when he lit up in the back of the car only miles from home, just because he wanted a smoke now and wasn’t about to wait another minute. I turned around and there he was, smoking away. Frustrated, I said, “Dad are you kidding me! You couldn’t wait just one minute?” We pull over, I finally get him to throw it down and I grind it into the ground until there’s nothing left. There was just no reasoning with him, but then again how can you when dementia is in the picture? Seconds later the event has already been forgotten by dad, knowing there’s no reason to remain bothered, we do our best to join him in forgetting all about it. Since this all happened a couple months ago, as you know things have drastically changed in the smoking department, thankfully.
I can’t express how excited the town of Medical Lake is about the new bakery in town!
Deliciously divine and cute as can be!