But, first up-canoeing:
A canoe looks like this. Mmm, brown water.
We're so happy. Not...pant...tired...pant...at...pant...all. Pant.
This shot says, "Please don't drop my camera in the water."
Fun trivia fact: If you look at this picture just right the light on the top of my head looks like I'm balding. I'm not. Plus, I sport the comb-over. Now you can't STOP seeing it.
And the dreaded (but somehow excited??) camping:
A shack/murder-house on our campsite.
I know it looks all cute and sweet inside with its tiny booths. I don't buy it.
David successfully made a campfire without starting a forest fire. Good job hon! But, I did suggest we cook our poptarts on the fire. Umm, for the record...don't do that.
Putting up and using a tent is camping. It is not making s'mores and then going back to a hotel. I was in there sleeping and freezing when this picture was taken. Maybe I should do a '10 things I learned while camping' post? For example, it gets really cold at night.
I actually had the most relaxing time of my life. And by doctor's orders, (Seriously, oh yeah!! Couch!!) I should do relaxing things. The bathroom was 200 feet away so I could deal. I'm very excited to go again. It's incredible the amount of light pollution that did not exist, the sky was beautiful at night. The campsite was off on it's own and no serial killers came out of the shack. I'm now an official camper.