The Great Outdoors
Ryan and I had a great time this weekend! Funk if fully under control and I’m back on my regular Barros pizza, Red Bull and vodka Sunday routine, so life is grand. Prepare yourself for a verital onslought of photos from our camping trip.
This weekend was the trip of many visits! We’ve never been camping and had people make a special trip just to come up and visit, but it happened THREE separate times this weekend. First though, here’s a look of our campsite (hopefully that tent will be replaced by a nice, comfy trailer by this time next year).
Our fist visitor was one of Ryan’s firefighter buddies. I only know him by last name and nickname, so we’ll have to call him Mr. V. Anyway, I got some much-needed hammock time while the boys were doing boy stuff. Evidence:
Our next visitors were my friend J and his awesome wife. You know, the couple that saved my England adventure? We had NO idea that they were coming up and it was a shock when a vehicle pulled into our campspot in the middle of nowhere. They came to see the view, have a beer, and chat. How often have you had someone say to you, “Oh yeah, if it works out we’ll stop by” but then they never do? But to have someone drive all the way up to the mountains just to see you? After they left we hit the sack earlier and were up all night because of a group of 20-somethings (oh shit, I’M a 20-something. I feel like an old woman…) had their music blaring until 4am.
The next morning my in-laws came up to see us for the day and we took what turned out to be a 5.2 mile (ouch!) hike around Woods Canyon Lake. The dogs, who normally refuse to get within 5 feet of our pool, had a BLAST running through the water.
We also saw some interesting wildlife.
I swear that mushroom is real. After R’s parents left the REAL party began. We decided that the only way to combat the roudy youngins in the neighboring camping was to blast our own music. To our dismay, they liked it and cheering echoed through the forest after every song. But we still had a good time. And they still kept us up until 4am. Again.
At any rate, it was too short a trip and I can barely remember what I’m stressed out about work for. I feel like a whole new person after our trip. And just so you get a full appreciation of what our campsite was like, here’s the view from our front yard.
But on the flip side, this is about 1/4 mile from where we were camping. This is what was left after the Rodeo-Chediski fire.
Burned trees as far as the eye can see. So kiddies, lesson for today: enjoy your wilderness but please put out your fires. I know, very moral today, but I’m about two red bulls in, so this is what you get. More tomorrow!
