Recreation – Suddenly they all died. The end.

So, after my last post, how about something a little lighter? I’ve been camping three times in the last month and I don’t think I’ve recounted any of our grand adventures! How the heck did that happen?!

Okay. Enough exclamation marks. Maybe. 🙂

So in June, we had planned to visit the (I assume, having never been there myself) lovely Volga Lake. Thanks to Mother Nature, we were forced to change our plans and we wound up visiting scenic Pine Lake instead, right smack in our own backyard. It was such a nice park that we decided to return in July, which turned out to be perfect because I got called into work (our camping trips straddled the week-weekend divide). So in June the weather was lovely, the river was perfect for tubing, the hiking trails were excellent, and we had a great time.

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But our first trip in July was a little more eventful…

The beautiful, if shallow, Upper Iowa River
Photo by Kay Kauffman

Once again, it’s Friday. Once again, it’s been a crazy week. Did I say crazy? I think maybe cray-zay might suit a little better. It all started Sunday. Sunday began the first-ever Kauffman Family Camping Extravaganza. Our adventure did not exactly get off to an auspicious start. For one thing, Seymour wanted to leave our house by 10:00 a.m. as the campground we were heading to was three hours away. His parents were going to go with us, but they live a good hour and a half south of us, so we couldn’t leave till they arrived at our house, and they were late. Seymour’s mama wasn’t feeling well, so his papa let her sleep in a little late and it was nearly noon by the time they made it to our house. I think we pulled out of our driveway somewhere around 12:30 p.m.

About an hour or so into the trip, possibly a little more, one of the tires on our camper blew out in spectacular fashion. There was no fixing this tire – it was in pieces all over the road. I should have taken a picture of it, but I didn’t think of it at the time. And apparently campers don’t come with spares standard the way cars do, but Seymour is a smart one and bought one when he picked up the camper, so he got the tire changed and we were soon back on the road.

The excitement continues behind the cut! Will we catch any fish? Or only weeds? Hmm, seems I’ve left that part out. Oh, well – the answer was no fish, only weeds.