Here goes...
I sit here writing this blog entry via the pioneer method of paper and pen. Laura Ingalls Wilder has nothing on me. We're currently (though as I now sit here typing this on Monday, not currently...it's so mind blowing!) at Lake McBride Recreation Area in the Fox campsites. I should probably do like they did for Iceland/Greenland and say that Fox #8 campsite is terrible, but like George W. (the first one), I cannot tell a lie. So I must say that we are in the most beautiful campsite ever. It's really pretty. It's also a L-O-N-G walk down from the car- especially lugging the delicious camp food (read: everything I am not supposed to be eating), but well worth the trip. We have the most awesome site. It's got its own separate grill (separate from the fire pit) and a totally awesome view of the lake. It's right on the lake with rocks the go out onto the water. It's the most secluded spot as well because it's farther down from the other campsites.

That's a picture of our camp site and that's me blogging. See, just like in the olden days of yore.
It's peaceful and wonderful now. We just went over to the raptor center and looked at the disabled birds. Then came back to our own roost.
Everything was going fine until some special freaks decided to walk through our campsite to go look at the water. That's nervy. That's like paying for a cheap hotel room and having strangers come in to your room to watch tv. I mean, we don't own the nature, but we paid for it for the night and we're hanging out here. There's plenty of other places to sit on the rocks and look at the water as well.
Here's their photo...

You come into my campsite, I publish your picture on the internet. That's the price you pay.
Here are some other sweet, sweet pictures of our campsite.
That's the long view of the campsite. I'm still working on my blog entry or maybe I'm just contemplating why those women are still in our campsite.
That's some of the awesome food we ate. In case you can't see it's from left to right - Generic Frosted Pop-tarts, Spam (Hickory smoked) - we actually didn't end up eating that, and some Spaghetti O's with Meatballs. I am such a sucker for tiny, canned meatballs. It's a sickness.

That's the fire that Zach built.
Here's the view from our campsite beautiful, no?
This is the sunset over the water. We watched it from the rocks. Nice stuff.
Special and wonderful right? Well, that was just the first part of the trip. Stay tuned for Part 2.
5 comments:
oh Rose - not SPAM...
You camp? How about bugs moving around in your space? Having a lake view really is nice. You should give your site a name for other hikers' reference.
Did you know that you are only 3.5 hours away from the world famous SPAM museum in Austin,MN?!?! You should go and see how SPAM has been poisoning people for years...and then check out the SPAM jewelry in the gift shop;very chic.
Ok, for the record - I didn't want the Spam. That was Zach's idea. He is in awe of a canned meat product of that magnitude. I just let him buy it because he wanted food that would last forever and Spam pretty much fits the bill.
I do camp. I camp because Zach likes it and I'm accommodating...it's the least I can do, the poor man puts up with so much. The campsite is at Lake McBride, but I will name it: Rose's Campsite of DOOM.
I did not know that I was so close to a Spam museum. Do they have a display of the colons of people who eat Spam? That would be interesting.
I thought Zach was a vegetarian.
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