The Green Family Blog: camping

Camping for the Green's, involves wine, olive oil and sea salts.

So we finally made it out camping last weekend. Some really great friends went up on Wed and Thurs, and they held a spot for us for Fri and Sat. The campsite is a first come, first serve and it fills up fast on the weekends. We were at Union Valley Reservoir, Wench Creek campground, site 18. The great thing about them holding our spot, is they were even kind enough to setup our tent for us.

Nate called this rock his house, he'd climb to the top and you had to have a ticket to get in. His imagination is really starting to kick in.

This is Nate's bridge/tunnel.

We woke up Fri morning and headed out. We drove up hwy 50 to Ice House rd, turned left and kept driving till we got to the site. Took about 90 minutes to get there and we arrived fairly early, around 11:30. We quickly got the rest of our stuff unpacked and had lunch. Then Nate, Lilo and I took off to explore the surroundings. Lilo loved being able to spend the day chasing balls, and slept hard at night. Nate was intrigued by being outdoors, but overall i would say a little bored that he didn't have anyone to play with. He didn't go out and meet any of the other kids, just wanted to hang out with us.

Nate being introduced to roasted marshmallows. No smores this trip, save that for next time.

Sat was even more difficult for him. We had a really hard time sleeping, it was really cold. Since we've taken Nate's diapers off at night, we have to be really careful he didn't wet the bed. I had to get up 3 times in the freezing cold to take him to potty. Maria thought he was running a bit of a fever Sat, and was worried about how he'd do Sat night. So we decided that we'd stay all day Sat, wait until after we roasted the marshmallows and then head home.

Did I mention camping wasn't a glamor sport?

Down by the lake.

There's that cheesy faxe smile he likes to use in photograph's.

So, as we wound down the day Sat, Nate decided to put his finger on our little Weber BBQ and burned his finger. Then as we were taking down the tent, he cut his leg. He was getting lots of owies and wanted to go home.

Nate's burned finger

We would still like to get another trip in, perhaps in early Sept, but I think it will depend on whether we can find other folks to join us. I think Nate would have an even better time if he had someone to play with.