Well folks
we went camping this weekend.
Camping in a cabin, not a tent.
I don't do tents and I barely do cabins
and I am now reminded why!
Here we are on our way to the mountain
before the pukin' rally began.....
Apparently, Boone and Crockett are both extremely motion sick.
Just perfect considering we have a 17 hour drive ahead of us next week.
B&C each puked 3 times
with Boone's third and final being all over RHETT.
RHETT was a good sport about it
but refused to get anywhere near them or his bed until we got home today
and everything was washed.
Can't say that I blame him!
Our cute little cabin....White Elk
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| the bed and table |
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| table and fire pit |
Boone and Crockett were plum worn out by the time we made it
around 2:30 so they each took a quick cat nap
before we started exploring all the trails.
It gets pretty darn cold in the mountain at night
so I built a roaring fire for us,
no thanks to my non-boy scout husband!
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| BEG and RHETT off to fish |
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| Spirit Lake |
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| Crockett patrolling our porch |
We left around 10 this am to head back home
as we knew the ride would be long and eventful.
Thankfully, Crockett passed out with RHETT in the back.
and Boone passed out up close near us
after he whined for the 1st 30 minutes
and took a nap in my lap.
We only had 1 vomit
and it came from Boone about 20 minutes before we were home.
I think we will stay at our own house for awhile
when we finally get there in 2 weeks.
The Garretts and camping
were not meant to used in the same sentence
so please do not ever invite us!
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