The Morels of Campgrounds

Against my better judgment I’m fixing to tell you a camping story. With details I’d prefer not to share. Go ahead and read, but I may need you to sign a waiver first promising you won’t share info. Reality check, Simply B, that can’t happen. They’re going to read it anyway. Well, okay, here goes.

Every single year the hubby and I take at least one camping trip to Colorado. Every year we are joined by at least one of our daughters and her family, often there are three families involved. This year our trip included seven (7!!) families from my branch of the family tree. For a full week in the mountains.

** Spoiler alert** we all love each other. No dysfunctional family drama involved. That’s not the forbidden info.

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Beside the still waters and bicycling against the wind. It’s all good

Camping season began for us last week.  Took our first trip to the lake for a few days.  The weather cooperated magnificently.  
 
During a conversation with a friend of mine I mentioned that we were planning to camp at a nearby lake.  He said “Why in the world would you drag your camper 25 miles away when you could just stay at your house and enjoy your lovely back yard?”.  That’s a valid question from a non-camper.  But if you’re a seasoned camper, you know the answer.  I don’t need to explain.  

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