This weekend it was time for our annual (kind of) camping trip with my sister and her family. We left yesterday morning in hopes that it would be better than our last camping experience with my nephew Luke. In short, last time Luke was too young to understand the concept of camping and sleeping in a tent and he cried all night and constantly screamed "Jesus, I need Jesus."We went through Spanish Fork canyon, which is only like 1 mile for our house, and went into Warhorts Canyone. We didn't go to the campground because we don't like to be near other campers. So we went up a road that just had place that you could pull off the road. We found the perfect spot away from anyone and next to a stream. We were in my sister's Explorer so we had no trouble getting down (you had to go down a 45 degree angle slope, we slipped right down) but we very concerned about how we were going to get out! After setting up camp and visiting the river, we roasted hot dogs and then went on a walk. The canyon was gorgeous and it was so fun to be so close the river.
Later we had steak tin foil dinners, which were amazing, and sat around the fire talking. Later we roasted marshmallows and had hot chocolate. When it was time for bed we all settled in our tents, which were already wet from the afternoon and evening rain. Although the kids were better in the night, Steve and I froze! I have never been so uncomfortable and cold in my life!
Here are some pictures from the whole trip.
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That looks like so much fun!
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