Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Snow Camping

Mr. B reminds me on a daily basis that I haven't written about any of our camping adventures thus far in 2014. So here we go. I am backtracking a bit.

Our first time out with the camper this year was the weekend of May 9th. It was also the day Andrea gave birth to the Twinkies. I almost bailed out for that reason, but Mr. B convinced me to join him after she delivered.

On our drive to Rocky Mountain National Park, he looked over at me and said, "I hope you brought warm clothes." I replied, "Yeah sweats and a jacket. Why?" The words that came next I wasn't expecting, "It's supposed to snow."

I immediately scowled at him. It was partially my fault that I didn't check the weather forecast ahead of time, but then again my dearest friend was going into LABOR with twins!! Who has time for weather on a day like that? Answer: no one. Not to mention, I usually rely on Mr. B to give me a heads up on what to pack. By heads up, I mean the DAY before, not when we are already in route. All this means is, I blame him for the fact that I was unprepared.

Although, I am convinced he chose not to tell me. If he did, he knew I would have opted to stay home. Instead you know what he told me? He said, "Everyone needs to experience a camping trip in the snow!" To say he is a dedicated camper is an understatement. My advice is the complete opposite: No one should experience a camping trip when it snows. It's cold. It's not romantic. And it sucks packing up to go home. Do I need more reasons?

Needless to say, this is what our campsite looked like Saturday:

And this is what we woke up to on Sunday:

I suppose I should be thankful I wasn't this guy (can you even see the tent?):

Needless to say, camping season got off to a rough cold start this year.

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