Whew! It's nice to know that despite Typepad's recent changes that the Auto Post feature worked out just fine while we were away camping this past weekend.
We went camping in West Virginia down near the New River Gorge.
Our first campfire provided enough light for the kids to play by and me to read while we waited for the Minharos to arrive.
The dads and the children went white water rafting on Friday but I haven't received the pictures yet from that day (someone else took them). On Saturday we went on a hike that turned out to be a lot of fun. The path was well trodden--except for those pesky tree roots that crossed it and kept tripping up our littlest hiker! He's a real trooper and it barely slowed him down.
Part way along the trail there was a creek that all four children spent some time playing in. Rick took lots of pictures of them playing but I hesitate to put the pictures up because nearly all of them had either Macey or Atticus (or both) in them and it's not real good manners to put up pictures of other people's kids without them knowing/in a public blog. Anyways.
There was a very scenic--and terrifying!--overlook along the trail. It was so frightening that even Rick and Levy would only take the kids to see it one by one.
See that speck? Can you guess what it is?
It's a raft. I had to use my camera's maximum zoom to even see this much.
Don't be surprised by my smile. It's to cover my sheer terror so as not to alarm Maia. And I don't think it worked very well.
Husbands are CRAZY. C-R-A-Z-Y. It made my stomach lurch repeatedly when they were doing this. Heights are not my thing. All I could think of was what if the tip of this rock starts to crumble and break off? I even looked for hairline cracks on the surface of the rock before they did this.
A tan colored dog belonging to no one at all showed up on Thursday night and visited our campsite multiple times every day. Riley and Bob weren't sure what to make of him. Sadly, when we left on Sunday, the stray chased our car for about 1/2 of a mile, even darting in front of our car to make us slow down. It was one of the saddest things I have ever seen. If I hadn't had two dogs already or if I had had a bigger yard he would have been in my car in a second on his way to his new home. =(
Our camping trip exhausted everyone. Bob.
Maia.
Tristyn and Riley.
(Just how does one sleep like that?)
