This is how our sky looked several times throughout the days. But there was sunshine, too! And torrential downpours. Thank goodness for a camper to hang out in!
Happy Camper, Rosin.
Brailey found a patch of willows on our first hike, and she fell in love with them. She is crazy for willows! She likes to peel the skin off them. She spent a good share of her time in search of willows to peel.
GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINE! Lovely picture my dad took of my mom, Britt and I. Nothing like an early morning camping picture!
We enjoyed a delicious breakfast, complete with bacon, BBQ'd by my dad. And then, the BBQer stopped working, which was another little mishap and put a damper on plans for s'mores, since we couldn't have a fire. Oh well! We also enjoyed the best pancakes in the world made by my mom. Brailey and my mom's dog, another pug named Bucky, enjoyed a quick snuggle before we made our way outside. We were thrilled to see the sun shining!
We went for another quick, exploratory hike. We found this amazing stump that had pulled rocks up when it fell over, and they were all still in tact, wrapped in the roots. It almost looked like someone had put them there. And then, another little trial - my camera died. So the rest of the camping pictures are from my mom's camera, because I forgot to bring my camera charger. But not to worry - we did just fine with one camera!
The first day, upon our arrival at the lake, we encountered another, SURPRISE, rain storm, which turned into a hail storm, complete with thunder and lightening. So we waited it out, and then... Laaaaaaaaaa! Sunshine! Perfect fishing weather. Except we didn't catch a single fish, darn it. They were jumping right and left, right next to our hooks, but they didn't take the bait. We were using worms. What fish doesn't like a good worm? Oh well - we still had fun!
Just for clarification purposes, my dad doesn't smoke. He chews on cigars.
My mom and I finally got to visit for a spell. We usually don't get to talk as long as we would like to. This stump was the perfect spot to watch the fishers and to sit and visit.
On our way back, we stopped and went on another hike. We found this really cool dead tree that had been burned and then fell into this shape.
There is nothing my dad loves more than the forest and camping (except for his family, of course). He was a hoot the entire time! And despite the less than stellar conditions and little obstacles we encountered (believe it or not, I'm leaving a fair amount of them out!), we all remained in good spirits and had a fantastic time. Which just goes to show, attitude really is everything! I am so glad I went camping, and I truly enjoyed myself. I loved every second of it, but I was happy to be home, as well. We came home to discover the entire county had been blasted with torrential downpours, as well, which even flooded downtown Burns and caused all the hay farmers hell with their hay crops. Stay tuned for another blog post on the rest of our visit - camping was just the tip of the iceberg!