Since returning from Colorado, my husband, Tim, and I remain on the move during our weekends. It’s summertime, so there never seems to be a lack of things to do during those months.
The last weekend of June, we planned our first camping trip of the summer with our new-to-us motorhome. What made the trip even more exciting was including my sister, Trish, and her husband, Justin. They had to do things a little differently though. Since they don’t own a camper, they had to set up a tent right next to our camper.
Growing up, the only camping my sister and I did was with sleeping bags and lots of pillows in the living room with the rest of our family. To my knowledge, neither one of us had ever slept outside, until adulthood.
Justin had been tent camping before and was excited to introduce Trish to the experience. The only issue was they do not own a tent. Well, my husband had one, and he kindly let them borrow it. He bought it about six years ago, but had never taken it out of the box. My sister liked the idea of borrowing the tent for the first go around because if she hated it, they wouldn’t have invested any money into a tent.
We chose Elk Rock State Park for the trip. It’s about halfway between Newton and Chariton. Overall, the trip was fun. We tried a little fishing and got a nice campfire going when the sun went down. We roasted hot dogs and made s’mores over the open flame.
The real excitement came the morning we were going to leave. The sky turned cloudy and dark then the wind came up strong. It was clearly going to rain. So we kicked it into high gear and packed everything up in the camper or Trish and Justin’s truck as quickly as possible. We got the tent down just in time to avoid having to fold it up all wet.
All four of us waited out the storm in our camper. By the time it cleared, we decided it was a sign to head our separate ways.
It was a great first outing for the camper. The air conditioner was a lifesaver against the blazing heat. Trish enjoyed tent camping more than she thought she would. She is already looking ahead to a weekend in August the four of us can do it again.
The little fishing we did on our camping trip reminded me just how much I wanted to get our boat out of storage and back out onto the water. When I met Tim, he owned a 14 foot fishing boat. In between houses, he had to store the boat in my grandmother’s shed. It has been sitting in there for a year and a half. Last weekend, we finally had the chance to drag it out and get it ready for some fishing.
Well, the shed has a dirt floor and after being in there so long, one tire had sunk in a large hole. Because of its position, Tim wasn’t able to hook it up normally, so he had to improvise. In doing so, he bent the axle on the boat trailer. He was so disappointed.
We spent the rest of the weekend finding another boat trailer and getting it ready to carry our boat. By Sunday afternoon, we were too tired to head to the lake and one of the tires kept going flat. So the weekend didn’t go exactly as planned, but the boat now sits ready at our house for the next fishing opportunity, as soon as the new tire arrives that is, which should be soon.
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