Well, despite our schedules (well, Ben's really) not really encouraging us to go camping, we went anyways. I had had a rough and unpleasant week (month?) with my kiddos and was not super excited about taking them camping - or anywhere really. But it was either deal with them and their extreme unpleasantnesses at home or in the woods. I opted for the woods. Ben seemed to want to go, too, and so we did. But, yes, in the little over 24 hours that we were gone, there were 6 messages on our phone - all for Bishop Maxwell. Sigh. Poor man. Anyways. . . back to our adventures. It definitely exceeded my very low expectations, so that was pretty great. It turned out to be a really, really nice camping trip:
We went to Woods Lake, where we've been before. We even got our same campsite . . . it's the best spot in our opinion, so we were all happy about it.
After dinner we went down the road a ways (in our car) to try fishing at some beaver ponds along the river. The camp host said we should try fishing there. So we did. But, again, we didn't see a single fish. Oh well. Emmy did find and eat a wild strawberry. Awesome.
Campfire Cones instead. They were delish - I especially loved the bananas in it. We had a hard time getting them perfectly melted and not too browned, but I'd definitely do them again. Oh, and instead of doing real peanut butter, I just bought peanut butter chips and used them. Yum. So it was real late getting to bed. We got in the tent a little after 10pm - even Lucy. Crazy. Once everyone quieted down and fell asleep, it was a great night.
While the girls played house (of course), and Ben and I took-down and packed-up (of course), the boys went fishing at the lake . . . by themselves. It was a pretty awesome and big thing for them - and us, their parents. I pretty much felt totally fine with it. They were there for over an hour - with Jonas coming back once to get help with his line that had broken, or something like that. The boys were very smart and caught some of the shrimp, put them to dry/die on the rocks, and then tried fishing with them. Still, no success. But it was a grand adventure for them, I think, going off by themselves.
After that, we headed to Telluride (about a 45 minute drive?). We got there and I had wanted to do a hike. We opted to do Bear Creak Falls because it is pretty and fairly kid friendly. However, I didn't want to push the kids too hard, so we decided to just hike 'til noon, instead of hiking all the way to the falls. However, after an hour of pokey and complaining kids, I had had enough. It was kind of pointless to make them go on . . . to nowhere. They had done this hike marvelously last year and so I was pretty bummed and frustrated. I'll just blame it on the late, late night we had . . . Anyways, I asked Ben if it would be okay if I went on and he just took the kids down. He agreed.
I felt like I was a college girl again! Hiking by myself! It was . . . lovely, I will admit. Yes, it would have been nice to have some non-complaining company with me, but that wasn't possible. I was able to enjoy the beauty and was able to keep an awesome pace up the mountain. :) I made it to the falls, sat down on a ledge that I wouldn't have been able to do with kids, ate a quick lunch, then headed back down.
Meanwhile, the kids went down and stopped at this lovely spot for lunch:
At Telluride's city park there is this Kids' Fishing Pond. It's pretty great and I was pretty sure we'd have some fishing success finally. And we did:
A good, good camping trip. Yay Camp Hashbrown.