first camping trip

We've had some really nice weather around here, and we took Magnolia on her first camping trip. In our family that means we go somewhere with good trout fishing for Peter and a good camp for me to hang out with some knitting. Baby makes things much more interesting on my end. On the way home from our trip, Peter said that he had a thought while fishing of what I was doing at that same moment. He thought I was probably doing something simple that was taking me forever to get done.



The amount of knitting accomplished on this trip was less than on any other camping trip. I really wanted to bring the dogs, Peter not so much, so yes they came along too. That may be their last camping trip ever. Campgrounds are not very big dog friendly, not to mention our dogs can be a pain in the ass. We (I) forgot to bring enough blankets and seriously it was so cold. Magnolia was fine because thank goodness I overpacked for her. This nice older couple gave us one of their heaters as a gift for night 2 and camping trips to come. The next morning he shared some poetry with me that he had written about Magnolia.

The second day fishing Peter lost three big fish right in a row. He said the chances of that happening were like winning the lottery. I will take his word on that.




And guess who got her poopy bottom washed off in the Elk River?