Sunday morning I did some of my internet work from the couch. We had the dining room door open and the weather was near perfect. The winds began to pick up mid day, which to me said we had some weather moving in. We did get a storm through, and Tori told us she lost power for about 3 hours after we left. This weekend was the last of the girls’ summer vacation, as school starts tomorrow (Thursday). Having school start in August just doesn’t seem right…but that could be a whole new blog post.
We went to see Harry Potter at our local community theater on Saturday night so our camping fling was scheduled for Sunday night. This is one of the fringe benefits of being self employed, plus we knew we would miss the crowds that regular weekends bring to the wilderness.
A couple of years ago Tasha and I did a one night camp up near James peak and the mammoth basin area. Its cool there because it is so close to home, unlike a 6 hour haul to the cabin, we can be on the jeep road at tree line in a bit over 30 minutes from the house…we ditch the pavement about 5 minutes from home and the road being rough makes up the extra 25.
Where we had camped before was right along a ridge top at the treeline interface. As we left Ned on Sunday a thunderstorm had just hit town. Setting up the tent in a windy exposed area was not high on my list so we continued through to an older homestead type site down off the ridge. A “back-country” site with a “not too trashy fire ring” , a good tent site and trees for wind protection. We got the tent set up and a fire started, and the girls picked a spot for the PETT (camp potty). I was feeling a bit like a hack as it took me three matches to get the fire going. I blame it on wet wood and soggy kindling. We had evidence of rain there within the hour or so, and we got hit off and on during the night.
In the Morning I rekindled the fire with zero matches and got the coffee started. It was partly cloudy with some fast moving clouds zipping by above the trees. Before the fire became active It kicked out a bit of smoke, the early morning sun and the gaps in the canopy provided a great shot.
With this being the first “camping” of the season it was refreshing to enjoy a bit of peace outdoors. Camping at the cabin…is easy and not really camping, with electric lights, a comfy bed etc. I left the “cowboy coffee pot” at the cabin so the coffee water was heated in one of my basic billies.
For breakfast we had sausage and hash browns. After breaking camp I talked the girls into a little shooting…it cost me a few bucks but it was worth it, they have begun to see the benefits to cash. Had I gone camping with sons …they might end up paying me instead. At first Sierra was very reluctant, but seemed to get into after a bit. Its odd because she did great with it over spring break at the cabin. I’m pretty sure a lot of this anti-gun attitude is being fostered by the EX. We plinked some clay pigeons we found as well as my steel 6″ knock downs. The interactive nature of these provide far more excitement than paper circles.
I brought both the .22 rifle with the scope and the 9 shot .22 revolver. I am currently out of 45 long colt ammo so the 1873 lever action and the vaqueros stayed home. I did a little with both and talk Tasha in to giving the revolver a whirl. (She seems to take some pride in her skills and the fact that she is learning on the very same gun I started with as a child.