If it's the first weekend in October... it must be time for camping, right? As Ivy informed me during our trip, now that this is the SECOND year we've gone to River of Fire weekend, that means it is officially a tradition.
(I love my sentimental, tradition-loving girl!)
High points of the weekend included:
*Much warmer than last year! It only dropped to the high 40's over night instead of the 30's!
*The kids did a good job (mostly) setting up their own tents.
* Gorgeous weather on Saturday. It was even a bit too hot during trick or treating.
*Ivy, Lillian and Naomi met new friends and formed a kingdom based at the merry go round at the playground, and were off having a glorious time for most of our stay.
*Great campfire on Friday with the whole crew.
*Playing on the swinging bridge
*Reading in the hammock in our utterly idyllic spot on the river.
*Camp breakfast!! (Hello, hash browns...)
A few drawbacks:
*It was really not very warm on Friday night.
*I had to sleep in a tent.
*It started raining at dinner time on Saturday and the forecast was crummy enough that we opted to pack up in the drizzle and head home to our own beds that night.
So we didn't actually see the River of Fire, which makes the title of this post a bit of a misnomer.
So we didn't actually see the River of Fire, which makes the title of this post a bit of a misnomer.
Except we did throw burning logs into the river from our campsite after we packed up. Kind of more a "river of steam" sort of thing, but satisfying nonetheless.
In summary, it was a LOT of work for one night of camping... yet, totally worth it.
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