Camping with (lots of) Kids
September 22nd, 2012
It turns out that camping with lots of kids is even more fun than camping with just your own. We took advantage of the lingering warm days of summer’s last gasp and packed out camping gear for one more night under the stars. This time, we joined forces with Josh’s best friend, Wade, and his family. Four adults, five kids, one rowdy black lab.
Let the good times roll.
We had a blast. Our campsite was on private property (a family tie I never quite understood) so we didn’t have any neighbors, unless you count the cows who showed up across the creek in the morning, or the river otters who were frolicking around some logs in the water.
The lack of formalized amenities meant it was a more rugged experience. No port-a-potties, no grill pits, no water pumps. Wade brought a chainsaw to help with firewood procurement and I watched in awe as the men cooked sausages and eggs over the open fire.
The kids were a really good age mix. At 11, 10, 4, 4, and 2, the little ones romped like puppies while the older ones chimed in on the games and helped make sure no one fell into the creek. Well, at least they offered a helping hand when the inevitable creek splashes occurred.
The weather was perfect. The food was gloriously unhealthy. And the kids were deliriously happy. Great way to wind down the summer!