Camping!

We finally went camping, just Alan and me. Although we purchased a tent and other supplies last summer, we always got rained out or something else came up.

This week we made the reservations and decided that rain or shine this would be our weekend to brave the wild. Well, not wild exactly. We pitched our tent at Blue Lick State Park, about an hour north; it turned out to be more of a state-funded RV park, but our little site was wooded enough to make us feel like we were roughing it for real.

I started a fire for each meal using only matches and wood we found around us (no lighter fluid Grandpa!) We cooked hot dogs, corn, beans, eggs and toast for breakfast. Next time I think I'll plan ahead a bit more and get some good camping recipes online, though our fare suited us just fine.

We hiked around for a while but I get winded pretty easily going up hills these days. Finally, I got to go swimming; I hadn't taken a swim since our honeymoon, damn landlocked state! And we played a round of miniature golf, or putt putt as Alan says.

I think it may have been for the best that we waited a year to go-- getting the fire started and setting up our site took a certain amount of cooperation and patience with one another we didn't necessarily have last year. I would go camping again any time. Hopefully we will make it out to Red River Gorge or Cumberland Gap with some of our buddies some time this season. By far, this weekend was some of the best fun I've had with Alan in our short married life.

"But it never took long
We found a penthouse in the woods
Tell me that I am wrong
Tell me that I should just forget
All the serious questions
seem to eat my time away"
-Scud Mountain Boys