Camping

Living in Ogden, we were very close to the mountains. That made it really easy for us to go camping, a lot. Maybe we started going to complete some things for 4H, or maybe we just started going because camping is fun.


I remember packing up our things, piling in the car, and heading up the mountain. Most of the time, if not all, Mom would make up a big bowl of Birdseed. It wasn't real birdseed, it was a trail mix type snack that we just loved because it had things like peanuts, froot loops, m&ms, and raisins in it. She would fill the biggest Tupperware bowl, and we would all chow down on that yumminess. But we only got it when we went camping.


Sometimes our friends would come along, another reason why I think it may have started because of 4H. My parents have always been kid people, so the more kids the merrier.


It was so easy for us to go camping, that I remember one night I was out in the back yard playing in the sand box, when my dad, just home from work, came out and asked if I wanted to go camping. We were all going on a completely spontaneous campout. We were able to decide to go and pull ourselves together at dinner time, and make it up the mountain with enough time to enjoy our night, even though we had started so late in the day.


Pretty awesome, I'd say!


One night I remember we were making popcorn over the fire, and a dud kernel popped out of the fire and right onto the bottom of Celeste's night gown and burned a hole in it. Random memory!