Camping

Everyone but Lindsey and I left for camping on Friday night. Linds had to work and I had to go grocery shopping for a fireman party on Sunday (I was going to go shopping earlier, but our Jeep blew a head gasket and our Impreza is in the body shop so I was without a car - my parent's were nice enough to lend me their Forester). It was nice to have a night by myself, but I missed my Ransom and Conrad!

Lindsey and I left the next morning. We were told to go up Spanish Fork Canyon and look for a Thistle turn off and then my family would meet us in Fairview. We got all the way to Helper and still didn't see Thistle. We finally got a hold of my family, found out the Thistle sign didn't exist, got better directions, turned around, and after another hour made it to Fairview. Ransom had been waiting at a gas station for over an hour for us so that he could take us to the campsite. When I saw Ransom I found out that Friday night he was breaking up firewood and a stick came up and went straight for his head. He said it bled like crazy, but Ashlee was a good nurse. I'm glad I missed it because I don't handle that kind of stuff well (bad for a mother of a boy!).

The day's activities: Conrad was happy throwing rocks in the creek all day, while driving around to find a campsite my mom was obsessed with finding we got stuck in the mud (luckily someone came to pull us out), my mom wouldn't let me help Conrad when he was sad because she wanted my help stitching squares for Kelsie's quilt, while my family went to the lake Ransom and I took Conrad to take a nap - we slept and he stayed awake, Ashlee and my mom went skinny dipping or took a "bath" in the creek in daylight, tin foil dinners (some were cooked too long and it looked like part of their meal evaporated!)

That night as we were getting ready for bed we were telling true stories about creepy people looking in your window at night. After that Ransom decided he wanted to sleep outside. I was a little hesitant to after that, but in his spanish accent he told me he would push the man away with his little knife. It didn't really make me feel better, but I slept outside with him anyways. We woke up a few times with a little sprinkling, but we just covered out heads. Once the rain picked up and the thunder/lightning started we went to sleep in the trailer. You could hear talking, lights turning on, and people moving around for the rest of the night. Not the best night's sleep for any of us. Plus, Rans had some nasty smelling gas.

The next morning we all sat in bed talking and eating breakfast while my mom slept. When she woke up we packed everything up and headed home. It was nice to get away. -Katie