Camping with the Wolfpack...

“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a necessity...” 
-John Muir 

We couldn't have asked for a better camping weekend. The weather was perfect... warm during the day, a little cool at night, overcast skies with the sun appearing every now and then, and most importantly, it sprinkled just long enough for us to put up the canopy and then was dry the rest of the weekend.

 

There was gossip around the campfire, paddle boats in the lake, and Catchphrase after quiet time. There was lots of girl talk and plenty of male bonding. There was chips and salsa, wolf sauce for the veggies, peach cobbler, and even butterfly cookie s'mores.

 

 

The highlight of the weekend was the highly organized double-elimination couples ladderball tournament. Rob and I were the first team eliminated, but not for lack of trying. Afterwards, we had the privilege of spectating (and building a trophy for the winners from beer bottles!). Competition was fierce and nerves became tense as the tournament neared the end. More than once the final throw of the round seemed like the last of the game, but miraculously landed on a rung to continue the match a little longer.