Day 211 and 212 Camp Casey Time

Day 211 - After sitting in the tortuously slow northbound I5 traffic, and a stop at McDonalds in Arlington, we arrived at Camp Casey and set up the tent just in time for nightfall.  This has been a long time coming.  The last time we came to our church's annual family camp, it was 2002 and way before kids.  The girls have been begging us to take them "real" camping with a tent.  Apparently boat camping doesn't count!  We arrived at Casey just in time for the group capmfire and s'mores.  The girls and John settled in to our borrowed 3-man tent while I enjoyed some social time around the campfire. 

What can prevent you from a good night's rest in a tent? Let me count the ways . . .

1) forget pillows
2) caffeine in the afternoon or was it the glass of wine in the evening?
3) a 3-man tent for 4 people
4) therma-rests too big to fit side by side in the tent
5) a slight slope underneath the tent
6) moisture from the trees dropping on the tent and sounding like rain
7) having to go to the bathroom after you're all snugly warm in your tent
8) being way too warm in your tent
9) fog horns from passing ships
10) crows cawing early in the morning
11) coming down with a cold
12) a grumpy 6 yr old waking everyone up at 6am

Would I do it again? . . . Of course!

Day 212 - This was Heaven for the girls, all the kids were running around in little packs and there was always some project they were working on, always involving dirt and water.  There were group games at the field in the morning, then John took took them for beach play and swimming in the afternoon while I tried to sleep off my impending cold.