This week we journeyed up to our favorite campsite at Morning Star Lake Campground.
Hiking around the lake is one of our favorite activities.
The fishing left much to be desired.
Stephen's only catch, a bluegill, jumped out of the pan of lake water, right back into the lake.
(I had warned him that would probably happen.)
Although the fishing was poor, every other detail was spectacular.
Who could complain with such wonderful lakeside camping?
I roasted (and ate) a multitude of marshmallows.
Who could resist this ooey-gooey roasted goodness!
The fellows kept me well supplied in wood for my most cherished camping pastime ~
keeper of the campfire.
We only camped two nights, so I had to get the most of my campfire.
I did not get up until 5:30 the first morning.
But I made sure to get up bright and early at 4:00 the next morning.
Everyone else soon followed.
I got lots of activity - first with all the lively packing for the trip and then unpacking and cleaning the van upon returning home - and then, upon arriving at the campsite: unloading the van, setting up camp, hauling water, and stacking wood, all of which included many, many trips up and down the steps leading from the parking to the campsite. Then there was plenty of recreation swimming, hiking, and canoeing.
I think that I actually lost a pound by the close of our camping adventure.