I look forward to it every year. It is almost always without fail the best week of my year.
Why? Because I spend the week with my oldest son camping (usually up in the middle of nowhere). We hike, fish, play cards, talk trash, wrestle… whatever we want to do.
Past hightlights include catching some monster trout, playing for “Uno Champion of the Universe,” and a wrestling match that ended when I accidentally go cracked upside my head with a 5-D-cell MagLite (ouch!).
This year included an awesome bike ride, exploring some caves, hiking, and climbing to the top of Moro Rock (plush some fishing, card playing, trash taking, etc.).
I will post some pictures as soon as I recharge the batteries (yep, we burned through them both!).
Untill then, know that it was again my best week ever. And next year, my other blonde boy gets to come!