I ♥ Camping! Wanna Go?

I have COMPLETE senioritis right now, and as I'm sitting here in training, counting down the 10.5 days we have left, my mind is wandering...

My family used to go camping all the time, at least 2-3 times a summer, all over the Olympic Penninsula and Eastern Washington. Today's stormy gray clouds remind me of July weekends spent on the coast, and I almost have to laugh out loud.

My friend Kristen would usually come with us, and another family would as well- their mom and my mom would pack up somewhere between 5-7 kids between the two families and we would head out for 3/4/5 days. We would head down to various destinations on the Oregon-Washington Coastline, and have a blast! From super soaker fights in life jackets as "bullet proof vests" to roller blading our tent across camp grounds so we wouldn't have to take it down and set it up again, good times were had by all. Kristen and I did that, and so much more! Rollerblading and biking down hills usually led to one or all of us tumbling to a stop, be it gravel that got stuck in a blade wheel (I hated it when that happened, too many times I had to pick gravel out of my hands) or sand that stopped my mom's high school 10 speed bike, we laughed our way through summer year after year.

I really miss camping. And 2 years ago reconnected with Kristen. If only our schedules permitted us to pick up and take off for 4-5 days! (I might have to call her, see if she'd be game for maybe a 3 day weekend...) *grin*

And don't get me started on the smarts-and-stupidities of camping at Moses Lake!!! We had about 10 families or so, from church that would take over the Moses Lake Public Campgrounds (aka Moses Lake Pubic Campgrounds) and man did we have GOOD TIMES! You know that schmirnoff comercial with the tarp and sprinklers down the hill? Been there, done that, no alcohol involved. We'd put a rubber raft at the bottom... then needed two, just incase we slid in-and-out of the first one. We would drag people behind the boat, usually with kneeboards, skis, skurfers, and tubes, but sometimes we'd try to be like the adults and go barefooting... which usually resulted in the girls laughing at the guys losing their shorts behind the boat. And volleyball games at the Dunes, where we'd set up the net in knee-deep water... or the fun island that Mom and Lori would take a picture of margaritas and get lost on the lake, floating and soaking up the sun!

Anyone want to go camping, anytime in the near future? I know A LOT of GREAT places, and promise not to let you ride a 10 speed with road tires into sand!!! *wince* (Sorry K!) If it wasn't such a sick society we live in, I would pick up Friday afternoon and head out, not come back until Sunday night, but as a single woman, it's not the safest or smartest idea to go camping alone. So, until I can find someone to tag along with me, I will just dream... living in my memories, counting down the days until training is done.