There were lots of questions about our first camping trip as a family. They mostly centered around what animals would be there and if the animals would eat us. Will there be bears? No. Dinosaurs? No. We went though almost every animal imaginable.
We started off our trip with a hike down to a San Lorenzo River swimming hole a few miles away from camp.
We checked out the Big Foot Museum and headed to our campsite. While dad set up camp we got down to business.
Making traps and a spy kit. (To get his brother.)
Making a stuffed animal carrier and finding the tiniest of animals.
Do you see it?
Mother and son tattoo fest.
We pretended the boys were going to nap and played some cribbage.
Reality kicked in and we moved on to Go Fish.
Ranger Rose set up an exploration table where we got to see animal footprints, play with microscopes and learn the difference between the sound of a flapping hawk feather and owl feather.
I’d be lying if I said we hadn’t been waiting for S’mores all day.
This is his “May I please have s’more?” face.
After we got in our pajamas, Dad wowed us with his popcorn skills.
Realizing that bedtime was nowhere in sight, we headed to the campground show. We sang songs and learned about the plants and animals of the forest. It was at this point that Eli looked up at me and said, “Can we please camp here again when we are kids?”
After the show was over we headed back to camp. Fin got his second wind watching his shadow while shouting “I said a Rocka Chicka Boom!” and dancing. A potty word was inevitability inserted into the second line. He thought he was hilarious.
Around 10pm we said good night to the supermoon, assured them that no coyotes would eat them and crossed our fingers that they would go to sleep.
They didn’t make a peep until 6:30am.
It was colder than the boys expected. Eli asked why I didn’t bring his gloves.
A quick hike to the Observation Deck before we packed up camp.
Lots of poop and lots of poop questions. More fear about being eaten by a mountain lion or a coyote. Then they spotted a fruit roll-up tree.
We said “goodbye” to camp and headed to the Redwood Grove Loop Trail and Roaring Camp. We rolled into the parking lot as trains were tooting their horns. Front row seat.
We watched a silent movie,
tried out some alternative living arrangements
and ate ice cream.
Then it was time to tackle our third hike: the Redwood Grove Loop Trail.
Eli had been asking about caves. And then we found Fremont’s tree. And a typo.
Guess he got his cave after all. They wanted to eat lunch there.
We almost didn’t make it out of the Redwoods. It had been an exhausting and fun-filled weekend.
So much fun we said “yes” to a new camping invite even before our gear was put away. It’s the beach in two weeks!