Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Campfires, Glowsticks and the Works

Hola happy campers, here are some photos for you: Campfires, Glowsticks and the Works!
The kids kept the fire glowing late into the night, chased each other around the campsite with glowsticks, roasted, burned and flame-broiled marshmallows, danced to the strum of a guitar and the beat of a drum, played shark-attack at a nearby lake, built moats in the sand, hiked through the hills and kettles left by the big melt of the ice age and just generally enjoyed themselves. All of which made up for the short car ride, which was more traumatic than the 7 hours to Ely and included baby puke, traveling without a map, driving on gas fumes for 6 miles to the nearest gas station, rolling past the registration booth w/o a sticker and endless squabbles and debates about these previously aforementioned incidents. But it certainly feels like summer when you finally get out of the car, walk through the pine needle floors of the woodlands, hear the owls cooing on the perimeter of your campsite, swim in a chilly lake, drink iron-colored well water from a rusty hand pump and have the smell of the campfire permeate your clothes. And so we say hooray for camping. Hooray, hooray, hooray for camping!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like a good time! Why not drive to Portland. It certainly would be an adventure.