Camping.America's pastime. (or maybe just ours)
peace. quiet. nature. relaxation. sweatshirts. campfires. s'mores. hot dogs. dirty fingernails.
However...this camping trip was a little different than what i am used to. not only were we sweating the whole 48 hours we were there...well...you see to the right of ty's head in the picture below? all those people are...well...people. noisy, obnoxious, awful people. we went to a state park over labor day and apparently, everyone goes for day trips to the watering hole/swimming beach. it felt like we were in a water park. oh well. one of these days, we'll be back in the rockies listening to nothing but birds chirping.
this is my handsome husband. and what he's holding is his handsome catch. this largemouth bass was just waiting for the piece of raw chicken tyler was using as bait.
it really was a great trip, despite the couple things we could have gone without. we're hoping to head back in november, when it's chillier and hopefully not as busy.
time to get back to my knitting project! thanks for stopping by!