So it's a week late. My bad! Our "2007 Family Camping Adventure: Capitol Reef, Utah."
Temporary Home Sweet Home! My parents took the tent on the left, my brother and I shared the one on the right. The last time we shared a tent I was in 4th grade, if memory serves me right. We took care not to get pine needles, sand and gravel in the tent. Every morning we "made our beds" and put all our Cabbage Patch dolls in their proper places, along with any other stuffies that made it onto the adventure. Going to bed, though, after a day at the beach with not nearly enough sunscreen on, laying on the plastic, blow up beds, well, it felt good to lay down. But the trick was to not turn over, or move at all. If I did, it meant the feeling of my skin being ripped from my body as burn stuck to plastic. Shudder. Of course, that didn't stop me from going out again the next day!
Normally, I am really not a fan of rain. Or cold for that matter. Jeff build a much appreciated fire, and well equipped with rain gear with hoodies, breakfast in the cold rain didn't seem like such a bad idea! There was a few telling frozen rain drops on top of the tent. Boy did that tea feel and taste great!
Rock formations took on their own personas. So strong. Patient. Bold and hiding a smirk, don't you think?
Jeff has a bit of a fear of heights; this was as close as he'd get. The delicate rain excited the colors of the valley.
I, on the other hand, leaned as far over the edge as gravity would allow! What an intoxicating drop! Oh, to be able to fly!
Such a cute pair of love birds! The pancakes turned out fabulously! Quite welcomed in a grumbly tummy! And, of course, Mom in her hat. The look caught on all weekend for all 4 of us!
Temporary Home Sweet Home! My parents took the tent on the left, my brother and I shared the one on the right. The last time we shared a tent I was in 4th grade, if memory serves me right. We took care not to get pine needles, sand and gravel in the tent. Every morning we "made our beds" and put all our Cabbage Patch dolls in their proper places, along with any other stuffies that made it onto the adventure. Going to bed, though, after a day at the beach with not nearly enough sunscreen on, laying on the plastic, blow up beds, well, it felt good to lay down. But the trick was to not turn over, or move at all. If I did, it meant the feeling of my skin being ripped from my body as burn stuck to plastic. Shudder. Of course, that didn't stop me from going out again the next day!
Normally, I am really not a fan of rain. Or cold for that matter. Jeff build a much appreciated fire, and well equipped with rain gear with hoodies, breakfast in the cold rain didn't seem like such a bad idea! There was a few telling frozen rain drops on top of the tent. Boy did that tea feel and taste great!
Rock formations took on their own personas. So strong. Patient. Bold and hiding a smirk, don't you think?
Jeff has a bit of a fear of heights; this was as close as he'd get. The delicate rain excited the colors of the valley.
I, on the other hand, leaned as far over the edge as gravity would allow! What an intoxicating drop! Oh, to be able to fly!
Such a cute pair of love birds! The pancakes turned out fabulously! Quite welcomed in a grumbly tummy! And, of course, Mom in her hat. The look caught on all weekend for all 4 of us!
My Mom and Dad really are cute together. Nearly 31 years. Cute, cute, cute!
3 comments:
I wanna go camping with all of us again, RIGHT NOW! I don't even care if it is snowing! (Well,maybe camp in a cabin if it is snowing...)
It was a perfect,perfect trip.
And no sunburns this time.
Miss you.
And I like your matchy-matchy blog colors too.
Laura, it looks like you had a great time even if it was a speck chilly.
You are right your parents look wonderful.
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