269 miles. Benjy's summer sleep away camp bookends our vacations. Summer doesn't really start until we do the three hour drive up to Frost Valley Y.
On the way up we have four cell phones for three people, but manage to debate how to use them. I want to pipe Google Play through the now Bluetooth enabled car stereo, but this turns into a catastrophe with voice recognition. Eventually we settle down on 10,000 Maniacs from my off-line collection.
On the way back we stop at Quickway Twin Cones, I have an absolutely enormous (medium) rum'n'raisin and maple walnut. Yum! Photos would be nice, but I never seem to think to memorialize my experiences. Will try to do better on the way to Graceland!