Post #3 of Personal Project 52 weeks.
We yurted last week. Our first time in yurts. I am a big fan of the yurt. Cleaner, drier, proper mattresses, less crouching means less back issues and yet the whole experience still feels like camping. Trust me it’s not anything luxurious.
Overall the trip was a smashing success and was relaxing (probably because we were so lazy).
* That stump is an anthill.
* The kids played NON-stop with the wagon and the ride-on toy. Noah ripped around on that thing for 4 days straight. It was surprising how well he could navigate something with such limited steering.
* Ellison is such a beautiful park / campground and even has a beach – not that the weather was optimal for the beach. We did a couple of small walks but for the most part stuck around our campsites. We yurted with another family and spent our days watching our kids run around, napping the younger ones, eating, reading, sitting around the fire and chatting.
* Poor Mattias didn’t love the crawling on gravel, pavement and dirt so much. When we got home, he was so happy to motor around on a less-painful floor. He did manage a face-plant outside of the yurt and was bruised for the rest of the trip.
* Came home to a surprise. Three weeks earlier I had sent in my camera for servicing and I wasn’t expecting it back until the following week. At least. After Canon called to inform me it was completed. Or so I was told. So don’t worry right? Wrong. Sitting on my front porch in all it’s glory is a huge box. The kind that looks really interesting to a passerby. Did I mention we live en route to a high school? Not tucked behind a pillar. Right in the middle of the porch. And inside my camera and 2 expensive lenses. I’m not even going to tell you replacement value. I figure it had been sitting there for about 3 days while we were away. Seriously, my heart still skips a beat when I think about it. { But I’m so glad to have it back and so thankful that it wasn’t stolen!!! }
~ K
by Karin
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