We took Huck out for his first camping trip last weekend and it was great.
We stayed close to home, only going as far as South Plymouth, to a campground where we have friends who have seasonal sites. It was a smart choice as they were a huge help with setting up and tearing down and everything in between.
We had Friday Night Snacks, of course.
And a campfire each night.
There was a pretty little pond where Dale swam and I sat and read.
And there was plenty of time to hang out and enjoy our new camper.
I know camping isn’t for everyone but for me it’s a time that feels . . . set apart . . . from regular life and I just love it. In fact, we’re already planning our next trip!