It wasn’t ideal conditions, and we didn’t even get to our camping spot till after 5:00 in the afternoon, but I was determined to put the tons of new camping gear we had purchased between this year and last to use.
And it was my birthday weekend so Husband complied.
We went back to the French Creek area.
This is what I get when I beg for a smile.
This was the dog’s first camping trip, and as it got dark they began to get restless waiting on us to head back to the car. And they totally didn’t understand the tent.
The little princess, upon dusk, decided she was heading inside for the night.
The next morning we got up and had breakfast, Hubs fished and I laid out, managing my first sunburn of the summer.
And on our way back out we checked to see if the fort we had built last summer was still there.