I am so dang proud of these kids. They set a goal of backpacking with Dad as he prepared his stuff for overnight TERT hours. They both would fill up their bags and walk on the treadmill on an incline so that they were in shape to do it. They both said it was hard, and both said they would do it again. Especially Sam. He came back beaming. They went up Rock Canyon to where Jer had scouted out a camp site, but when they got there Ada started exploring and found another path that led away from the main path. They followed it and ended up in this gorgeous spot that was much quieter than people walking through your camp at 5 am. Someone had made a giant lean to and the kids had a blast with that. They were supposed to go on Sam's birthday, but it ended up being rainy. When they went ended up being in the mid 80s. And now it's in the 70s.... They managed to pick the hottest two days of the month, and they still came back smiling. I used to like backpacking. Now I'm old and decrepit. Between my heart, my hip, and my foot... hiking and sleeping on the ground are not a great combination.
Sam got so many comments on his Perry the Platypus shirt. You'd think that we live in nerd land or something.... oh wait, we do.
These guys have my heart. I love them dearly.
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