I love camping. I always have. I come from a camping family. Between vacations, quick weekend get-aways to a local park, or boy scout and girl scout adventures, we used to haul out the tent numerous times a year. I love everything about camping…sleeping bags, flashlights, bug spray, tangled fishing poles, playing card games on a picnic table, messy smores, the smell of campfires, endless stories, laughing til your side hurts and the peace of an early morning campground. What I might like better than all of that, is the lack of schedule. There are no ‘to-do’ lists, no places you have to be when you are camping.
Lucky for me, I married a man who likes camping too. Since we’ve been married, we have taken our vacations on the open road to campgrounds far and wide. When the kids came along, we just got a bigger tent and brought more food. Our favorite place to camp is in the mountains, in particular, Grand Teton National Park. It’s beautiful, it’s God’s country.
Now this weekend, unfortunately, we could not get away to the mountains, but we did manage to escape to a local state park for fun time with some friends. It also happened to be my baby boy’s 10th birthday on Saturday. (Double digits already!!! That went too fast!) He’s such a camping fool, he jumped at the chance to go camping with friends for his birthday.
Here’s some snippets of our weekend….
We have recently decided that we are too old to sleep on the ground, so I give my parents my puppy dog eyes (Yes, they still work on my daddy) and he will haul out their camper to save my back and give us running water. Unfortunately, this only works locally. I haven’t yet figured out how to get him to take it to Wyoming for us!
The birthday boy tried his hand at the grill for the first time. He was a natural. A future grill master is born!
The Birthday Boy got a Pogo Stick for his birthday. Before you ask…Yes we are crazy. We figured, what the hell, our deductible is already met for the year, why not!
Beach time. Not a ‘real’ beach, a sandy beach on a lake, but the kids could care less. They ran, jumped, made sand castled, and buried each other up to the neck. I read a great book!
We go fishing a lot in this family. The one thing we never do it actually catch fish. My son took a different approach this time. After using minnow after minnow to no avail, he decided to keep one as a pet. Meet bubbles! That’s one way to catch a fish!
True peace and quiet. When you can walk silently to a lake, hearing only the sounds of crickets chirping and campfires popping and then witness this…. well, it’s just the reason you go camping.
What I think I like even better than the peace and quiet, and even the lack of schedule, is the chance to be flat out silly with my kiddos. I hope these are the memories and times they will look back on and treasure forever. I know I do!