We had not been camping in several years...not since NiNi was 2 and it was over 100 degrees. The time before that there was practically a tornado (ok I am exaggerating, but it was very stormy and windy). So not a lot of positive camping experiences in my adult life. I do however have fond memories of camping with my dad when I was little. My cousin singing and playing his guitar until late, playing with dirt and bugs and fire. And my dad made these cool parachute things out of newspaper that, when lit, floated up in the air like a Chinese lantern. Which I guess I why I keep coming back for more punishment, hoping to make more memories like these. Initially, we had planned to camp with NiNi's girl scout troup, but it ended up being a mother/daughter thing with my sister, my dear friend Sara, and another little girl from the troop. It was a delightful couple of days...hiking, horseback riding, cooking over the campfire, and temps in the 70's. It did rain the last night which soaked everything in sight, but I guess it's not camping if things go too perfectly.
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| the Beggs ladies |
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sweetheart tree
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| beginning of the hike |
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| end of the hike |
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| improvising...none of us brought a sharp knife |
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| sweetest juiciest watermelon ever |
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