We escaped for a quick two-day camping trip this past weekend. We try to go at least once each summer somewhere between Maine, Massachusetts, or Vermont. Last year we spent a glorious week in Ithaca, New York, but this year we stayed a bit closer to home in Rhode Island.
We chose a site where you had to hike 1/4 - 3/4 of a mile, depending the trail you picked, to your site. We knew this going in & were all about it...until it came time to haul that cooler in.
On our third & final trip into our site we had the cooler, the sun was setting quickly, & our arms had turned to jello. We decided to ditch the cooler on the trail & bring the dogs to our site. Scooter is a runner & always has to be on a leash when outside. We decided to zip him & Simone in the tent while we ran back to the cooler. Five or so minutes into our walk back to the cooler we hear little foot, er, paw, steps behind us. We shine the flashlight to see a little Scootie staring back at us in the night. Wha...? Little man managed to tear one of the screen windows in the tent to escape!
The next day proved much more relaxing full of hikes through the woods, dips in the lake, & friends around the campfire.
I go camping because I love to be outside, go hiking & swimming, & being under the stars next to the campfire. But I also go camping for the s'mores.
looks lovely! i am hoping to go camping with my husband and our puppy this weekend!
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