This last weekend was one of my spur-of-the-moment, let's-get-out-of-town, getaways.
I'm really good at that, if you didn't know.
...most of the time it doesn't work out because I work on Saturdays, which messes up any 3-day-weekend plans I could have had (I don't work Fridays), but last Saturday, I was off!
And not only was I work-free...
...but the calendar was unmarked, unblemished, and open.
Which, like, never happens.
SOOOO, while I may have had dreamy plans of scrubbing the house from top-to-bottom, my get-out-of-town itch overwhelmed my need to clean and Jeffrey was more than willing to agree.
We planned the trip Thursday, I packed, cleaned, and prepared Friday morning, and we left Friday afternoon around 2:30.
But to do what, you ask??
Well, go camping of course!
(I am married to a caveman, and I have two rowdy boys to please...plus I like it too, haha)
Both boys fell asleep the instant we were on our way.
We had checked weather conditions before we left (it was going to be COLD) and I had Jeff call the campground to make sure fires were permitted--no way was I spending the night without a fire in freezing weather.
We went up to the Rim, and stayed at the Aspen campground near Woods Canyon Lake. We were there the very first day the campgrounds opened for the season...obviously, it was meant to be.
We arrived around 4:30, and had our pick of the camping sites...there were a few people up there already, but it was mostly empty. I'd say it was almost perfect, except for the wetness from the recent snow (we even got a site next to a new outhouse! Yay for no stench!)
While Jeff was setting up the tent, I took the boys around to find fodder for our campfire...on our excursion (which really wasn't that far) we ran into some elk (I think)! The way the sites are set up, it surrounds a little meadow, and 4 elk were grazing off the new grass. It was unbelievable! Jeff was a little too brave for my liking, but again, he is the caveman.
After our little elk adventure, and after the tent was set-up and filled with our sleeping bags, we started a fire and put dinner on to cook.
...and maybe snacked on a few things while it was cooking, haha!
I had made tinfoil dinners and they were yummy. We also had fun making s'mores, although Wyatt and Logan much preferred theirs deconstructed--just raw marshmallows and graham crackers, separately. Better for Jeff and I though, although I'm sure we had too many.
Wyatt was really good about the fire, and made sure he stayed enough away. He knew he wasn't allowed to poke it with a stick, but we let him throw pinecones in and he thought that was great. Logan had already had problems walking on the uneven ground in his boots, and so I held him most of the night, so there was no worry with him.
We put the boys to bed together, and surprisingly, after only 5 minutes of unending laughter, they stopped and went to sleep. I was genuinely shocked, but then I realized how it must be too freezing to stay out of bed. Jeff and I followed a little while later, but I was so sad to leave the fire. It got to freezing that night, but thankfully we all kept warm. The boys did eventually join us around 4am, but they went back to sleep after I warmed up their frozen hands...
Jeffrey, my caveman, woke up early to search for more wood and start another fire while the boys and I slept in...well, slept in as far as 7:30. Then we had breakfast and had fun exploring.
(Wyatt liked to collect sticks and put them in a pile...he'd then bring Jeff over and show him the pile and ask, "Daddy, will you throw this in the fire?" knowing he could only throw pinecones in himself)
A tree hollow?
Or a munchkin cave??
We packed up a few hours after we woke up, and on our way out stopped by the Rim walk to enjoy the view:
I'm a bit of a daredevil, and I like to explore...Jeff doesn't really appreciate my appetite for "dangerous" adventures, but he let me climb through this opening and take Wyatt with me so we could see what was on the other side...
I love the steep drop and the breath-taking sights...
On our way back to the car, we noticed a plethora of lizards...we caught a few, this one wasn't lucky enough to keep his tail though...
I even caught one! I was mostly pleased, except for when it wanted to dive into my shirt...that's when Wyatt got to hold him...
It was a short trip, but totally worth the time.
I can't wait to go back!!