Three years ago Jonathan, Amelia and Solomon went up to this this special place for a few days of backpacking. Eli and I stayed home because he was four and I wasn't sure he was ready for it. But the last two years Eli and I have gone and he's been a good sport about it.
Actually, I've dug my heals and have made up all kinds of excuses for not going. This year is was the weather. It had been really hot down in the valley and I told Jonathan that I couldn't possibly leave my garden for a few days. I thought it would be best to go up there in the fall when the weather was cool. Cooler for backpacking and my garden. Jonathan then explained that the lake is dammed up and would be very low if we went later. I caved and asked my mom to water.
As the backpacking supplies were being brought in the house and we looked at what we had, I kind of panicked again. We're not fully equipped to go backpacking easily because we don't all have light weight sleeping bags and other equipment. We just have to make due with whatever we have.
I started realizing every time I go through this when we go overnight somewhere, even if it's car camping, I just have to push through it. So, I did the shopping, we all got our packs ready and we left.
It's always an adventure. When we got to Echo Lake it had started sprinkling. The perfect weather for packing up the mountain.
We take the water taxi up Echo Lake to shave off 3 miles from the trek.
When we got to the dock where the boat left us, Jonathan's heel on his hiking boots fell off. So, the kids and I waited while he took the boat back to find some shoe goo at the little supply store or get his tennis shoes from the car. He ended up getting his other shoes while the kids and I stayed at the dock and watched the minnows and the raindrops on the lake.
This is the trail. It's rocky and steep and lots of work. Happily the kids bounce up the hill and people are amazed, even stopping us asking how we get our kids to do this kind of stuff. I guess it's just doing it a lot. The kids love it now.
The first thing of course when we get up there is trying to find the perfect spot. The lake was pretty low and we found a spot that last year was under a few feet of water. Next time though I want to try another part of the lake that's along the edge just to avoid day hikers. After all, I think the reason why I enjoy backpacking is to be by ourselves. It's such a beautiful spot as you can see.
Then after we get our tent all set up, it's time to filter water to replenish our camelbaks and to start cooking. We always have noodles the first night with some sort of vegetable. We boiled some broccoli and used the water for our hot chocolate. The kids were calling it broccolate and Eli sprinkled the cups with fairy dust. Camping magic!
The next day, after shaky sleep, we explored and swam and spread mud all over each other! Well, except for the adults. We try and keep clean because we're no fun!
For two hours the next afternoon it rained. We stayed inside and read. But the sun came out eventually and we dried everything out and made dinner.
We left on the third day. It was warm and we were thankful to have had such great weather coming up the mountain. We can't wait for next year but I think Christmas might be backpacking themed! Our stove took a dumper and our 13 year old water filter doesn't seem to be working too well either!
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
um, i've changed my mind
I've been thinking about that last post I did. I've been stewing on it, believing in it, grieving about it and finally decided that I needed to plug along with what I have going. One of the things I hate doing is not being a person of my word. If I say I'm going to be somewhere, I will be there....even if it's not easy to get there. I don't think that feeling uncomfortable doing something necessarily means that's it's wrong. Maybe it's just a challenge. There's a fine line right?
A friend of mine asked me a few years ago why I have a blog. I couldn't really give her a clear answer. It's kind of grown on me and I feel like the people I meet here in blogland are my friends. It's become a part of my life and although I've not been that consistent lately I want my friends to be able to find it easily.
Over thinking can be a bummer. I decided to keep this blog public. At least until I have my next wave of doubt. It seems to be a seasonal thing. I may need to change things up and re-decorate.
The other day Eli told me he wanted to take pictures of his Lego people so I can put them on that computer thing I do....
Mess and all, here's on of the things my kids love to do with their time.
A friend of mine asked me a few years ago why I have a blog. I couldn't really give her a clear answer. It's kind of grown on me and I feel like the people I meet here in blogland are my friends. It's become a part of my life and although I've not been that consistent lately I want my friends to be able to find it easily.
Over thinking can be a bummer. I decided to keep this blog public. At least until I have my next wave of doubt. It seems to be a seasonal thing. I may need to change things up and re-decorate.
The other day Eli told me he wanted to take pictures of his Lego people so I can put them on that computer thing I do....
Mess and all, here's on of the things my kids love to do with their time.
Thursday, August 16, 2012
making private
Hello folks!
I'm getting ready to privatize this blog here of mine.
If you'd like me to give you an invitation to continue reading, write a comment below or e-mail me!
kyndale_pease@yahoo.com
♥
I'm getting ready to privatize this blog here of mine.
If you'd like me to give you an invitation to continue reading, write a comment below or e-mail me!
kyndale_pease@yahoo.com
♥
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
old and new
So, I'll admit that I love old cemeteries.
We were going to Portola last week. We've been making this drive a lot this summer and every time I passed these old cemeteries I told myself that I needed to stop and explore. So, with husband, dog and children in tow, I pulled off the side of the road.
It was a hot day. Amelia stayed in the car because she refused to go in but the boys and I (the dog even) stepped inside and among the headstones. I guess you could say it was our history lesson for the day.
We went to another one on the way home. This one, quite interesting.
This Earl guy. He's loved. He was also an avid golfer evidently. I am almost positive his wife loves decorating!
This last one cracked me up. The grave, newly buried and if I was to believe the marker, here lies a woman not yet dead!
We were going to Portola last week. We've been making this drive a lot this summer and every time I passed these old cemeteries I told myself that I needed to stop and explore. So, with husband, dog and children in tow, I pulled off the side of the road.
It was a hot day. Amelia stayed in the car because she refused to go in but the boys and I (the dog even) stepped inside and among the headstones. I guess you could say it was our history lesson for the day.
We went to another one on the way home. This one, quite interesting.
This Earl guy. He's loved. He was also an avid golfer evidently. I am almost positive his wife loves decorating!
This last one cracked me up. The grave, newly buried and if I was to believe the marker, here lies a woman not yet dead!
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