Happy Toes

Camping last week was great. We headed out for Bend on Sunday. Mom let me sit up front while Adam drove. The ride took an amazingly short while. Maybe it was Adam's stories, it may have been the music, or it could be the fact that we are growing older. I had to take that trip four times that week. It was worth it. Nothing compares to staying up late, warm days, riding down the rapids, the occasional trip to Starbucks, cookies, tents, and taking pictures. But what would we do without volleyball, board games, cats thudding around, Pastor Dean, and a mellow yellow river float? Ah yes, the joys of camping are so wonderful. A camping trip is never the same. We may spend the week with the same people, at the same place, but we always have better times and better memories. Raise your glasses high for dirty feet, lots of treats, a good time with friends, but all this before the summer ends.