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I’ve loved camping since the first time I went with Dale 26 years ago. I love the relaxation of it and the forced time outdoors, the campfires and the food and the reading and hanging out. It’s something I’ve pretty much exclusively done in the summer.
Until last weekend.
We planned this trip for a few reasons. One, it was an opportunity to get out there with Huck again and have it be just the two of us. Two, it was right after my birthday and seemed like a great way to celebrate. And three, Dale had a half day on Friday so he was home from work at 1 instead of 4. We stayed close to home (only 30 minutes away) and that meant we could stay over on Sunday night, too. Dale was a champ and got up Monday morning, drove home and did his morning bus run, and then came back and got me and Huck and brought us home.
It was such a great weekend. The weather was comfortable but cool with low humidity and blue skies.
We had our usual Friday night snacks by the fire.
We hiked around the campground. No photos of that, just use your imagination to picture me huffing and puffing my way up a couple of rather steep hills.
We read books and hung out.
We ate delicious pot roast that I cooked in a crock pot all day Saturday.
We watched football and hung out inside.
And we relaxed. A lot.
Getting ready for a trip is . . . work-ish . . . but it’s all worth it when you can kick back and hang out and just enjoy a beautiful weekend.