So how was your July? Mine was okay, but life was a bit unpredictable for me and my boy. We couldn't make any plans in advance due to some emergencies, but we found a week open so we took off on the road North.
But, something was different this year...yeah, look who's driving! Until this day, Dash and I were forced to experience some scary moments on the city streets, but he was getting better. Imagine a newly licensed teenager driving a stick shift on the hilly San Francisco streets. Gasp!
Yep, it's our annual getaway from the fog road trip. Driving through the valley town...enjoying the heat for a moment...
We stopped by the beach to play with the sand...this is why I love road trips so much...being able to stop anywhere and whenever you want...
We actually visited here last summer for a day hike when we were camping further North inland (to avoid the fog) and fell in love with this place. It is so green, quiet, and each site is very private.
Surrounding deep green bushes divide each site creating intimacy. You park your car on the driveway and it blocks the view from the road. Now you have nice privacy. This site was okay, but many others were much deeper and hidden in the bushes.
This was our site, and it was located on a hill. We didn't have a driveway, but the site had a stairway instead. It was very cute and cozy like an apartment in the city.
See? You go up on the stairs and people can't even see our tent. We parked the car on the road shoulder next to the stairs. It was like a San Francisco apartment in the woods. We loved it! There were more sites like this nestled on top of stairs.
Though doing the dishes is not our favorite thing to do while camping, we really enjoy cooking in the woods. Sure, we have to make a few compromises, but we still consider ourselves gourmet campers :-)
We even made a cobbler in the woods. This photo was actually from the last camping trip. I mixed all the ingredients to make the dough and brought it in a Ziploc bag. At the camp site, I placed the sliced nectarines in a double layered tin foil bowl and covered it with tin foil.
Crocheted a little dish washing "sponge." If you use 100 % acrylic yarn to make it, you don't need dish soap to do the dishes. Perfect for camping!
An after dinner walk...we love to see how other folks set up their sites (without being nosy, of course). While we were annoyed by one loud neighbor who turned the radio up to full volume (we were like oh no, not Detroit Lake again), we met a beautiful senior couple with an Airstream, a cute teardrop camper towed by a mother and an early teen daughter team, and a group of friendly senior folks from Southern California.
The campground is located just five miles south of Crescent City. So we visited its beach everyday to let Dash run off leash. Dash ran and screamed, "Freedoooom."
Have I told you that Dash absolutely hates to get wet? Well, something came onto him that day. He ran like a possessed dog and jumped in the water.
So we had another great camping trip again. The boy loves to go camping. And I'm glad he does. He appreciates nature and the environment and peaceful quality time together. We talked more than we do at home. Talked about what, you ask? Yeah, we talked about life :-) I'm just glad I started this tradition...
Here is the boy 6 years ago excited about to try our newly purchased tent at our first tent camping trip at American River.
Oh, wait, this was actually the first camping trip. The same year, same summer, I took him to the East side of the Sierras to see the historical ghost town called Bodie and stayed in a small family operated campground which offered a covered wagon accommodation. I blogged about the trip, but the post was lost during my blog move. Anyway, the trip was a blast and we just got hooked with pioneer experiences. After we went home, we bought a tent and other camping gear and went camping again to see the historical sites along Highway 49.
We loved the setting! It was adorable!!! The little creek ran at our door steps and we had a private access to it too.
Looks pretty comfy, huh? But, I didn't sleep at all at night. It was freezing, but I only had a couple blankets on me. I underestimated the Sierra's quick temperature drop at night. It was around 30 degrees. The boy had one, but I didn't own a sleeping bag back then. I bought one for myself after this trip.