Although the clouds were out, the day was cool and inviting. My friend Liz and I chose an awesome campsite that was situated in its own little glen. We couldn't see another campsite anywhere, although we could still here people. It was definitely more crowded than it was the previous week. The week before the Fourth of July was getting busy quickly.
We set up camp, built a warm, cozy fire, and made a yummy stew with crusty bread. We talked around the fire for a few hours and then exhaustion settled in and we crawled into bed. We both made the joke that we never sleep in late when we're camping. We would be up at 8 and ready for breakfast and a trip down to the lake.
As I opened my eyes, I knew I had slept well. So well, if fact, that it was already 10am! So much for up with the sun! We boiled some water and ate oatmeal and drank coffee. The day was looking better than the previous.
We packed up and were out by noon. We stopped by the bridge out of the forest and were treated by some amazing views. With smiles wide on our faces, we drove back to town with another adventure tucked tightly in our memories. A simple overnight was all we needed to recharge our batteries.
