The ride to the camp site was almost as beautiful as the weekend I spent there. The way the trees stretched their limbs towards the clouded skies and how sweetly the wind kissed each and every overturned leaf that desperately hung on to their branch. The lightening wrapped itself around the sky and just as it would let go, the sky would cry loudly begging it to come back. Can you tell I’m a sucker for storms?
When we finally arrived at the camp site, we set everything up and started a fire before the rain had a chance to dampen its spark. We sat around the fire for a while and laughed about memories we’ve already made at the camp ground. We have been coming to this exact site for many years and there’s no shortage of memories to laugh about. After hours by the fire, we decided to head to bed. We listened to the crickets converse until we fell asleep.
We woke up to blue skies and sunshine kissing the trees. It was already a hot one. My mom and a few of her friends were staying a camper near us so we all made breakfast and enjoyed it at a picnic table in our site. I munched on fruit and banana cake while we talked about our plans for the day and sipped on coffee.
By the time we had finished our breakfast, it was already about 92 degrees outside and we decided to take advantage of the camp swimming pool.
From left to right: Lora (my mom’s lifelong bff), Me, Judy (my mom), Hannah (my bff), Amy (Hannah’s cool sister).
It was so nice to be with everyone for the weekend. Hannah, Amy and I have been going to this camp since we were infants and share so many of the same memories here.
One of my favorite things about camping is finding small, beautiful pieces of nature. These flowers were just too cute to snap a picture of.
When Hannah and I were little, we used to find buttercup flowers and determine whether or not we really like butter. According to the yellow glow is would cast on our chins, we both did. Being in place that is filled with happy memories is such an uplifting adventure to me. Laughing about how silly it was that we would let the yellow glow on our chins determine our liking for butter, or poking fun of each other about that time we wiped out while riding our bikes down the steep hill by the lake. Or reminiscing about that one time Amy flipped her brother Zach’s kayak while pulling him in to shore.
Speaking of kayaking…. When we left the pool, the sun had gone down far enough to hide its beams behind the mountains. We decided to take advantage of the shade and take the kayaks out on the lake.
Lora, Amy and Hannah in their kayaks. We all hung out in the middle of the lake before heading back to the site for dinner and a fire.
Dinner was a famous dish that we all hold very close to our hearts (and mouths). This is called “Cowboy Meal.” It’s so easy and delicious! While explaining this dish to people, the best way to put it is “it’s basically the entire cookout in one pan.” It’s hot dogs, potatoes and baked beans topped with ketchup, mustard and BBQ sauce. I know what you’re thinking, but don’t knock it til you try it.
After dinner, we started a fire and things got intentionally deep. A few years ago while at camp, my mom brought up the idea of writing our burdens on a piece of paper and throwing them in the fire. So we decided to do that again this year. We all wrote something, that we’ve been carrying, down on our little torn-off pieces of paper and tossed them into the fire. We all sat around the fire and enjoyed snacks while watching the flashes from the storm a few miles away.
The next morning, we woke up and enjoyed our last breakfast together around the picnic table before going home. We had fresh fruit, coffee, bacon and of course banana cake.
After breakfast we began to pack up and get ready to leave our site.
Sometimes, a weekend away with friends and nature is all you need. I’m so grateful for the wonderful time we all had together. Until our next adventure. ♥