Anyways, we went camping two weeks ago with our friends John and Kim and their awesome three kids. We had a good time! We didn't have to sleep with two pairs of pj's, stocking caps on our heads, and four blankets. We weren't scared of crazies, bears, or cougars. I didn't have to wake up all hours to shove kids back in sleeping bags, because they had their blankets now and we had a heater. No more waking up at six in the morning and dreading the cold walk to the outhouses. It was HEAVEN!
We also had a very friendly visitor the entire weekend. I was afraid he was going to make our three days miserable, but we learned to love the little guy!
He would just walk right up to us. We watched him the first morning and he was over at this one camp and a little boy, probably six or seven was going up to shower and he didn't see the skunk. The skunk lifted the tail and stood on his front legs. Finally about four or five feet from the skunk the boy noticed him. He stopped dead in his tracks. He finally decided to run. It was hilarious......we were dying laughing. But we ran that night when we were making smores around the campfire and he just walked right up to us. Everyone ran and poor Kim's baby was left for a minute in the playpen.
We had fun swimming, sight seeing, relaxing and catching up with John and Kim.
Much needed man time!
Life of the Party!
This was a rock that the indians sketched on way back when.
(Couldn't tell you what indians or when.)