Skip to main content

More Forest Adventures

We are back from camping again, loving our new camper that we acquired just a day or two before we left. DogSpot seemed to like sleeping under the stars in her crate as we didn't want her furriness inside with us and she is used to a crate even at home. She kept guard for any and all critters, notifying us each and every time a squirrel or chipmunk encroached upon our living space.

One of the more notable adventures we had was petting a live bobcat at Bobcat's Bait & Tackle shop where we stopped for some minnows. The owner keeps a male & a female as pets in his teeny back room apartment. That explained the overwhelming scent of cat pee when we entered.
We even used our fishing boat with its 9.8 horsepower motor to pull the kids on a little tube. That was a funny sight to see and we got lots of comments on how the boat buzzed around with them hanging off the back. DogSpot loves the boat probably more than any of the rest of us and she quickly hopped on whenever she saw we were going for a ride.
On the way home, we stopped at Natural Rock Bridge & Caves for a walk through some cool water and rock formations. Now we're home and I've got lots to do to like clean out the little refrigerator, wipe down the counters and floor....tents don't have that stuff. But I'm not complaining. I'm just getting things in order for our next trip on August 11. That's the adventure in a nutshell, so until next time...

Comments

w2wkb said…
How did you tow the boat and camper?
Rochelle said…
Cool! I'm glad you all had a great time & welcome back home!
Unknown said…
I see you guys are not letting this summer go to waste. Great pictures and so happy to see you're having great times in your new camper.
laurie said…
Sounds like you guys are having a great summer. Matt and I just got back from Arkansas and we brought two ponies back with us. We had an interesting time. Our oldest son Austin was just diagnosed with Lyme Menengitis. He is doing better now but has a long road of IV antibiotics. Sports are out for him for a while. Matt&Laurie Crocker
Anonymous said…
Looks like my kind of fun! Of course, we would need a bigger camper. :-)

Popular posts from this blog

Stickin' It Out

I got married today. Well, not exactly today. It was Friday, June 2. But the year was 1989 - 17 years ago. "Amazing", people say. "Good for you", they comment. "You must have picked the right one", the add. Amazing? Yes. Good for me? I'll admit it. But it has nothing to do with picking the right one, really. It's not because I found the perfect boy, and it's certainly not because he found the perfect girl. It might sound a little unromantic, but there never really is a 'right one' floating around out there waiting in the cosmos for the other 'right one' to crash and connect. There may be 'better ones'; there may be 'more easily compatible' or something or other. But the real story is you start becoming the right one the moment you vow that "you do". When I married, I had been 20 for a whole 33 days, we had just completed a 2-year long-distance realtionship and HE was five years older tha...

Gourmet Tastebuds Looking for Chef

Brainy Boy is every good cook's dream. He will eat anything as long as it smells like food and he can't identify it. Routinely when I set dinner before him, he comments something like 'Mom, I just really prefer gourmet restaurant-type food." And he's not kidding. No PJB for him, no Chef Boyardee, no Easy Mac. He's all about shrimp scampi, homemade gnocchi (not frozen) and is dying to know what caviar tastes like. The problem is that I'm a functional meat & potatoes kind of cook. I'd love to be a throw-ingredients-together-to-make-an-awesome-dish girl, but I'm just not. I don't really know how to cook without burying my head in a cookbook, and I don't enjoy the whole process of putting it together either--kind of the same way I am with gardening. I came up with the clever idea of letting Brainy Boy choose a meal a week that I would try, his choice. I pulled out my handy Kraft magazine that comes in the mail four times a year, a...

Daddy's Girl

I witnessed an amazing thing last night. Little Chic was invited to sing at our annual church family camp which is about a 45-minute drive from our church. That's a big undertaking for an 8-1/2 year old girl, but being the aspiring American Idol that she is, it is also right down her alley. She has looked forward to it for weeks now, and she drove us all nuts rehearsing her rendition of Amazing Grace with the performance track about a gazillion times since Sunday. As yesterday approached, her nerves set in a bit, but excitement was still the dominant emotion that exuded from her. For some reason, Little Chic had her heart set on Hero Guy making the show even though we'd all seen it performed at church and a school Talent Show already. Because of logistics of getting us all to the destination on time, I took Brainy Boy and Little Chic myself and Hero Guy drove directly from work. To complicate matters, Hero Guy needed to leave directly after the 3- minute performance t...