Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Summer Vaca? You be the Judge











Ah, the big camping post. Now that we are more than a month out from our camping trip, I can look back at the pictures and smile. Isn't that always how it goes with camping? Obviously I have a love/hate relationship with nature, always have. In early August we headed up to what has become our go-to camping spot (only about a 2.5 hour drive, easy access, not too cold at night) near Cascade. It was a family affair with us, Nana and Papa, Aunt Jennifer, and Oriana. We stayed for two nights and then headed home with Cecily, Colin, and Elle while everyone else stayed for an additional night. It was a glorious exercise in lax hygiene, let me tell you. It felt like the dirt/bug spray smell might never come off. We enjoyed the staples of camping - big egg, bacon, blueberry pancake breakfasts, smores, hard cider, burning stuff (that never gets old), instant coffee that manages to taste like heaven at 7am after sleeping on rocks, and pit toilets. There was some fishing that happened too - none successful on our part (although it was fun to take the semi-functional raft out that left my backside ensconced in it's own personal little pool the entire time - at least it was hot, right?) although Papa and the kids did catch some. Several of us (myself included) managed to fall in a creek - fun times. Nothing like getting your shoes wet halfway through your camping trip. But I'm making it sound worse than it was. Obviously it can't have been too rough, as we have promised at least TWO camping trips next summer. Camping as a family builds character and togetherness. Please tell me that I'm right. ;-P

2 comments:

Mom said...

More power to you. I'll stay camping my way, 30ft of all the stuff I need to make it through vacation. Condo camping as it is called. Sleeping on rocks has no appeal to me anymore. Not to mention dirt and bugs....yuck! I guess you can take girl out of the city but never the city out of the girl, lol! Looks like you had fun though, we'd love to go out there again, just not so rustic.

The Fifes said...

that looks and sounds like a fun trip, wish we could have been there!