The state park was crawling in ticks and we were picking them off of us and the dog every minute (it seemed). Way too many ticks. Way too creepy, crawly feeling.
|Click to enlarge to see them in action mode|
The rain was the last culprit, and possibly the biggest. We're happy to report that our new McMansion tent held up beautifully with not a drop of water inside the tent. But it was a wet, soggy camping experience with two small kids and a dog. Fun.
Some parts were indeed fun though and it was a gorgeous campsite with a super soft tent pad. Very secluded too (good thing, given all of the parental shouting towards the end--i.e. "STOP SITTING ON THE DOG'S HEAD!!").
|Spirits still high upon arrival|
|It extends quite a bit with the rain fly and add-on vestibule--|
two extra "rooms" outside the tent
|We started camping in teeny backpacking tents so we were|
all "wow..." at the space in this baby.
|Silly in the tent|
|Dinner in the Trail Center the first (and only!) night due to rain|
|Spoiled dog--she nestled INTO my sleeping bag|
and wound up at my feet
|Walk-in site--this was our private path to our campsite|
|"Are we having fun yet?"|
|Despite the annoyances, we ARE raising little campers|
(who like to waste their flashlight batteries by using them
when the sun comes out, but, whatever...).
|Working on the State Parks Junior Naturalist Badge workbook|
|Spoiled dog again|
|At the interpretive center--Jackson's got the|
wing-span of a red-tailed hawk
Maybe we'll wait til after tick season has passed...
P.S. Dan and I have a camping trip for the two of us planned in two weeks that we are NOT canceling and that we are looking forward to with great anticipation. To us, camping means long hikes, good food cooked over a fire and plenty of time to read. Without the kids along, we will be much more likely to achieve this simple goal.
P.P.S. I would still entertain the notion of camping with just Jackson, as I did last year. Just not with his short partner-in-crime disguised as Shirley Temple.