Last weekend my husband and I went camping. We’ve gone hiking before and camped with family, but this was the first time we went camping alone. This is such a beautiful time of year! We went to Oconee State Park and hiked a 9-mile section of the Foothills Trail.
Day 1: I realized about an hour before we left that my hands were going to be cold. So I packed a skein of Noro Kureyon and some US 8 DPNs. We drove to the park, hiked 2 miles, and set up camp. At which point we realized we had forgotten a lighter. No fire for us. We marveled at the stars, and then went to bed.
Day 2: Up and at ’em! Hiking is the best way to warm up! Especially when you have no fire. It’s a good thing we packed Clif bars and beef jerky!
We hiked and hiked and hiked and it was pleasant until mile 7 of 9.
Then my legs and feet decided to hate me. But it was so beautiful! Once we made it back to the parking area we begged a light off a kind stranger and made food. Warm food! Heavenly! Thus fortified we drove home (where I promptly took a very hot bath). My feet took a while to forgive me. I think my birthday pedicure helped.
This past weekend I went camping with my fiancé and his brother and sisters. We packed our bags, added more stuff and then repacked, and then it was off to the campground. After a few hours drive we arrived and hiked in. Let me tell you, hiking with a 20 lb backpack is not easy – especially when you are not used to it! In due time we reached our camping spot (ok, it was only 1/2 mile from the parking lot, but it seemed a lot longer) and set up camp. At which point I took out my spinning and spun until it was too dark to do so (since the light was bad I have no pictures of this). Then food and s’mores and sleep.
The next morning after breakfast and knitting (again, I have a lack of photographic evidence, but it’s not for lack of trying. My phone died.) we packed back up and hiked out to stash our heavy packs in the car before hiking to a neaby waterfall. This was my favourite part of the weekend. The water was cold, but we quickly got used to it. We swam and waded and even went behind the waterfall. I couldn’t help but think of the waterfall scene from The Last of the Mohicans.
Then it started to rain. Which was no big deal, since we were already wet. It rained more heavily, and then slacked off. We got out of the water, and a few minutes later it started thundering. Alas, no more swimming for us. We set off back to the vehicles.
A few hours later we were home and showered and dry and eating a wonderful dinner.
As much as I love nature I never seem to get outside enough. It’s too hot or too cold or I’m too busy. Yesterday my fiancé and I finally got out for our fist hike of the season. We walked for an hour and a quarter on a trail not too far from where we both live. It was good to exercise and be out in nature. And look what we found!
We took many pictures, and he even let Chris touch him!
Here’s my artistic rendition. The proportions are a little off, but I think for a few minutes’ work it’s pretty good.