Last week, we escaped the campaign (mostly – I can’t possibly escape all the way right now), the cottonwood (oh, how I hate cottonwood trees) and the cacophony of daily life and headed up the canyon for a camping trip. (Check out that alliteration!)
While we were there, we made s’mores around the campfire. (Note to children – always melt the chocolate before roasting the marshmallows. Always!)
We fed pancakes to birds, chipmunks, squirrels, and pot-guts. (What is a pot-gut really supposed to be called? Ground squirrel?)
We heard a very large, growly animal get in a fight with a very small, squealy animal in the middle of the night. (I’m guessing things didn’t turn out well for Mr. Squealy.)
We got lost on a hike. In a thunderstorm. (Have I mentioned that I have an irrational fear of dying by being hit by lightning? Or maybe it’s not so irrational.)
We also saw lots of snakes and lizards.
(Wildlife photography by Joshua.)
And found water to play in.
And discovered a great big log that served double duty as a pirate ship….
…complete with a near-by dungeon.
We played lots of games while it rained, and rained, and rained. (Note: Jakob is not someone you want on your team while playing Jenga. Or Spoons. Or Uno. Or Flash. He does make a very good pirate, though.)
And when the rain lightened to a drizzle, we went fishing. We had promised Josh we would go, after all.
Unfortunately, we had forgotten all of our fishing equipment. Fortunately, there was a children’s fishing pond nearby, where fishing poles could be checked out by enthusiastic young fishermen.
Jakob caught the first fish.
Then Emma caught the second fish.
Elisabeth caught some ducks.
Then the ducks caught her.
She doesn’t like ducks anymore.
And Josh, the mighty fisherman?
He got skunked.