Spring Break Shakedown

OK, I just need to start by saying that I will NEVER sleep on the dirt again, as long as I have all my faculties and am conscious of where I am lying.   We left for camping yesterday.  We came home from camping today.  The timing couldn’t have been better for my aching bones.  Thankfully it was only an hour from home and the campsite was lovely.  I probably woke up 20 times last night… and every time I did I would think, “OH good!  That means I actually fell asleep for a little bit.”  I’m even a positive thinking when half conscious. 

The first time I opened my eyes and could see past my hand, I was out of that tent and off to the river to catch lunch.  Austin was right behind me and we made so much noise getting dressed, that Larisa came too.  Did we catch fish?  No.  We did catch other things.  And we know there were plenty of hungry fish in the Verde River because they taunted and teased us all day long by jumping out of the river to show us that they were there.  They even jumped within 6 feet of where I was standing… casting and reeling… casting and reeling. And in case you are planning a fishing excursion to the Verde River at Needle Rock Campground, the fish do not eat the following things on hooks:  power bait in green or pink, marshmallows, corn, bacon, potatoes, scrambled eggs, ramen noodles (hard or soft), and by the way, the little piece of red fabric tied to the lure didn’t seem to help either.

We did eat fabulous food for camping:  steak shish-kabobs with rice, jiffy pop (told you!), breakfast hash, Chinese Chicken salad and of course smores.  As usual, we came up with a famous Crosby lines from our trip. (This is a family custom, so we will always have these inside jokes about our trips together.)  This trip’s line was Keeve’s answer to “When do you want to go home?”  It was discussed that we would leave at about 6:30 or 8:30 pm after another campfire dinner and family time around the burning wood.  The kids were asked at 2:00 when they wanted to go home, meaning, 6:30 or 8:30…. Keeve’s answer:  “How ’bout 30 minutes.”  He did have fun, but was stuffed up the whole trip and then got a rash on his legs from his wet bathing suit.  :o(  Poor boy.

You want pictures????  Of course you do!

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What in the world is the last picture?  You ask?  It’s the place where the midnight prowler scared the beegeebeez out of us.  We were sitting around the fire singing songs (Not Kumbaya either).  Cool songs like Islands in the Stream and some Kutless songs.  Anyway, I made everyone stop singing because I could hear something walking in the bushes.  At first my dear family mocked me and called me names like Chicken Little, Scaredy Cat and Lilly Livered.  But when the Coleman lantern lit up the weeds and they all saw them move, everyone except Rick and I was up on the picnic table in 2 seconds flat.  Rick and I chucked large rocks at the moving weeds and eventually it stopped.  But we took this picture for proof!  See how it’s all smashed down!  Proof!

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8 Responses to “Spring Break Shakedown”

  1. Jill Says:

    Yeah, I’m sure Bambi would have trampled y’all to death!!!

  2. rixgal Says:

    You sound so brave on the computer. There were spiders. LOTS of spiders and other bugs. YOU would have been screaming like a girl with a can of Raid in each hand. :o) Wish you were there…. then no animals would have been within 5 miles of us.

  3. RIP Says:

    Where’s the pic of Rick, spear and loin cloth – surely he caught something! Or is he a little rusty?

    Looks really nice down there. I’m looking out my window at rain going sideways. No Joke! Now hail! It’s just getting better! Wish we were down there. Ali says, especially her!

    Ali is playing Monopoly with William and a oatmeal mask on her face – quite the picture. Indoor games day! Yeh!

  4. rixgal Says:

    Rick uses a window scraper, remember? He caught nothing. We all fished and he hauled his sleeping bag down to the beach and snored on it all afternoon. Wish you were here too. Rick might not nap then.

  5. Jill Says:

    A spear and loin cloth on Maverick…… oh, what a visual. Didn’t need to go there.

  6. Jill Says:

    Oh, and Linda…. I am VERY brave… with Raid in hand! :)

  7. morethananelectrician Says:

    Camping for us now…at a minimum, is in a cabin…with running water and electricity. I could handle the dirt thing, but not for the Mrs…no way!!!!!

  8. LaVonna Says:

    Maybe that was Bigfoot and he was mad you did not toss smores at him!

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