This is the kind of road we drove on for a good 6 miles and the stream that we had to CROSS in order to find the perfect camping spot:
We were definitely “roughing it” when all was said and done. But who could be campfire hot dogs, glimpes of butterflies, tin foil dinners, quad rides, playing the the river, and smores?!?!
It started raining about 4:00am, and by 8:00am we obviously weren't sleeping, things were starting to get wet in the tent, and we decided that we should just pack it up and go home. The kids were very disappointed. On the way out it stopped raining and I got a great picture:
As soon as we hit the highway and things smoothed out Emma and Grant took a much needed rest: