Our Family,  Trips We've Made

The Almost Perfect Camping Trip

We traveled the Mogollon Rim and finally reached our destination of Knoll Lake where we immediately started unloading the camping gear.  But you know how we homeschoolers see a lesson in everything…. 🙂

 

Explaining how elevation changes can cause a potato chip bag to expand almost to the point of bursting apart.

treasuring the moments.net

Camping trips never seem to go completely smooth and this one had a few troubles as well.

Like who would set a 10 pound bag of ice on our loaves of bread – not only squashing them but saturating them with water from melted ice?

Not this boy, I’m sure.

treasuring the moments.net

Maybe that’s the reason Wesley flashed us the peace sign because HE was the guilty one!

treasuring the moments.net

The girls got right to work, salvaging what bread they could and made us some delicious BLT’s.

treasuring the moments.net

Then there was the chair.

Not only did it have this inviting tangled web covering it but then you know who (uh, huh, that boy) sat the saturated bag of bread on the chair where it oozed a yellowish liquid onto the fabric. No one used the chair the few days we were there. Can you blame them? (this is before the yellowish liquid oozed onto the fabric)

treasuring the moments.net

Sorry but I don’t think that peace sign is going to take you far, buddy. 🙂

treasuring the moments.net

The serenity of the location was so great that after the wall tent was set up (but no bedding put out) and our lunch eaten, several of them were so exhausted that they just collapsed wherever they could find a resting spot.

treasuring the moments.net

I’ve heard that smoke follows beauty so Miss Zoe had to move quite far from the campfire to escape it.

tresauring the moments.net

But then there was the fishing, crawdad hunting, canoeing and enjoying the outdoors which is so refreshing.

treasuring the moments.net

Smoke continued to plague Miss Zoe, my niece and Serenity. All the girls wanted to do was to make themselves a hot turkey melt in the pie irons.

treasuring the moments.net

So amidst the haze of black smoke they managed to make their melts.

treasuring the moments.net

It had rained so the wood was hard to get started. The younger two kids were trying their best to get a roaring fire going.

But it just wasn’t happening. So the two older girls cooked their sandwich over a smaller smoking fire while the younger two worked on the bigger smoke fire or maybe they were sending smoke signals. I don’t know.

treasuring the moments.net

Camping trips weren’t made to be perfect but they are made for time together, mishaps, sticky marshmallows, smoke and a memory in the making.

treasuring the moments.net

4 Comments

  • Lily

    Lol! You know we have only gone on a handful of camping trips and every, single time something “wonderful” like this happens to us…moving the tent in the middle of the night due to a river of rain water flowing through or the time Joel ended up sleeping in the truck because it was soooooo hot, and then there was the night we (the whole camp grounds) listed to the same 6 songs sang by George Jones over and over and over…Guess Joel figures we can rough it out in nature through the day and enjoy the comforts of a real bed in a hotel at night. 😉

  • Zoe

    I was an awesome camping trip…I really enjoyed it 🙂 Thank you all so much!!!
    Love, Zoe

    p.s.
    We started a brush fire today, and guess what happened(you wouldn’t believe who the smoke followed!)…
    I had to take a shower to get rid of the smell (yes it was that bad)!
    I’m starting to get used to the smoky smell though, is that a good thing or not? lol

I love hearing from you! Thank you for taking the time to comment.