Sleeping in a tent on the hard ground with pine cones making lasting indentions
on my back is not my idea of a good time. Don't get me wrong I love to
camp, I just like to be comfortable while doing it. Really comfortable.
And port a potties are not my friend.
This
was our the first time taking the motor home on a trip. We went to our
spot in the Gila Wilderness. It was Rab, the twins, my son Nick and his
girlfriend and me. We loaded up supplies and the ATV and dirt bike and
hit the road.
We
had a great time. Roasted GIANT marshmallows over the fire and made
s'mores. You can't camp without s'mores. It got a bit messy.
We
Went on ATV rides. There are a thousand trails out there to ride and we
rode about 237 of them. It was a blast. Except the time we went up the
mountain and it got a bit rocky, it got so rocky we didn't want to go
back the way we came. Nick wanted to make his own trail and I said no
way, man. We ended up making our way down the mountain ok but had to
ride on the main road to get back to camp. It was an adventure. I had
the dark haired child with me and she is one that if you ask her what's
wrong she says, "I don't even know" so I asked her if she was worried
and she said, "yes," flat out yes. She was scared we were gonna be lost
forever. Once we got back to camp she told the story over and over to
her sister. It was like a fishing story without any fish, she stretched
the truth a little bit. It was pretty funny to hear.
Jen
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