Hello and Happy Monday! Are you feeling rested and ready for the start of another…
It’s hard to believe, but our family camping trip was one month ago! At this point it feels like a lifetime ago but I have some great memories of fun. Or, as my kids have been known to call it, forced family togetherness.
We rented 2 sites together, one for Dale and I with our camper (and a pup tent for our grandson, Patrick), and one for the kids with their tents. It was a great set up and we shared many family meals at the picnic table that we situated between the sites.
We had campfires most every night, toasting marshmallows, sharing stories, listening to music, and gazing at the flames. It’s one of the highlights of any camping trip and I love that moment when fires start springing up throughout the campground.
The weather, to put it bluntly, was lousy. We had sun and beach time on the first day and then we had nothing but clouds until the last day. It was . . . fine . . . but also not what we had hoped for, ya know? We played games and read books and hung out, but definitely missed having long, lazy afternoons at the beach. It was good fishing weather, though, and Patrick took advantage of that.
There was one day where we had torrential downpours and the sites in front of us, as well as the road, flooded. Jackie loved playing in the pond that had once been a road and you can see just how deep it is from this photo given that the kids bike is nearly submerged.
Despite the weather, we had a really great time just being together. It took a fair amount of planning and cooperation to manage meals, moods, and expectations but we made it work. And I never left the campground once, from the Saturday we got there until the following Sunday when we left.
I call that a success.