A friend gave us some wood that was cut up from trees that fell during Katrina. What a blessing. Last time we went, we bought wood at the camp store. It had been raining, though, so it was damp. Also, we didn't have any good kindling. Damp wood and no kindling equals major fire disappointment. We would look at other campers sites and think, "Humph, we suck, I guess we should just go to bed because our fire is out and it's 8:30 and we don't know what to do with ourselves." Not this time. We scored on Coleman camping lanterns at Target a few months ago. We got them for $5 each. This means that our camping experience this time was high class. We had light and warmth.
This was our campsite. It was across the way from Little River, where Dan went fishing (I'll share more about that later).
Hooray for Julie's famous salsa and tin foil dinners. They are my favorite.
Dan always thinks I look pretty when I come back from the bathroom all dressed and ready to go. I try to tell him that he thinks that because he just saw me with camp/sleeping bag hair and camp pj's. But he's a good man and he disagrees with me. I like this photo because I think I look like my Mommy.
By the way, I make a mean fire.