So was our weekend.
For months we had been planning a camping trip with our friends Hans and Lili. A state park had been picked out, campsites reserved, meals planned… And then came the rains.
It has rained and rained and rained here the last couple of weeks. Flooding all over the state, some of it quite severe.
So on Friday morning, Hans called to see if the state park we were planning to go to was open. It was. Dave sat down in front of his computer to see the roads to that state park were open. They weren’t.
Decisions had to be made. Do we try to find a new campground? Do we stay in town and have a campfire by the lake, and spend the weekend doing activities around here?
We decided to drive to Governor Dodge state park, about an hour from Madison, and take our chances. We got there, they had sites available and we set up camp. It is a beautiful state park. Loads and loads of room to roam and play. 2 lakes to swim and fish in. Big wooded campsites.
Friday night the guys went fishing, the girls went swimming. We all ate hotdogs and brats and smores. The kids were tired and went to bed early. The adults were tired and stayed up too late. Gotta make sure that campfire is all the way out.
Saturday was lovely. Fishing, swimming and a picnic lunch at the lake. And then the clouds rolled in. Big black nasty looking clouds. And the rain came down, and then the hail, then the sun came out and we decided to stick it out another night. We re-lit the fire, made “bush loaf”, some concoction of burger, onion, potato and a whole lot of garlic. Wrapped in a neat little foil bundles and thrown on the coals. Then more smores, and camp pies (chocolate/cherry/marshmallow). Yum. The kids stayed up too late, and the adults stayed up later.
The weather was beautiful until we were all tucked in our sleeping bags, and then came the rains, again. But, we have good tents and all woke up dry.
We awoke to slugs, pretty much everywhere. In shoes that had been left outside, on the coolers, and camps chairs, on the outside walls of the tents. All over the road. You could see the trails of slug slime. little journals of their travels. Yuck.
Sunday was perfect, a big camp breakfast of eggs and pancakes. And really strong coffee. A hike to a waterfall, and then through the woods. And another picnic lunch by the lake. 3pm found us packing up the car and heading home.
It was a great weekend. So fun to be with friends, and yes, a little sad as we all knew it was then last time we will be able to do this kind of thing together. We will be in Alaska this time next year, and soon Hans and Lili will be done with grad school, and who knows where they will be after that. But I can’t dwell on that, I have cried enough over this change in our lives, and now, I have to celebrate another set of wonderful memories.