Surprise, Surprise!

For the second camping trip in our lovely new trailer, the Kodiak, Dad announced on Friday evening that we would be leaving the very next day for an overnight at Willow Creek. After going there two other times (one dreadfully mosquito-filled, the other pleasant), we had no idea what the condition would be. Our new camper, with the pop-outs.

View of Willow Creek Campground, from the road

There weren't no mosquito's, but they weren't thick at all. Being mid-June, I only got one bite on my ankle, and that might have been it between the four of us. I did, however, pick up dozens of flea bites from sitting on the dusty beach.

The surprise previously referred to was a pair of kayaks, which Dad has been talking about buying for years. They were wildly successful, and proved to be the best part of the overnight stay. We each had two turns, one Saturday, one Sunday. They were quite a chore just to haul up the bank to the car; Dad claims they are light, but the rest of us don't agree.

We hauled the kayaks before opening up the boxes, so burning those huge boxes caused this giant fireball.

Even for just a short stay, we saw ospreys, a rattlesnake, and a river otter while kayaking.