Remind me to never again agree to do two camping trips in the same month! Seriously. Especially if I am responsible to feed 15 people on the second one..... We have survived both trips and even really enjoyed them, including the most recent one with oodles of people.

Steve had the idea to do a cousins camping trip since two more of them graduate from high school this year. It seems like it is going to be harder and harder to find time to all be together. Our rules were simple; no boyfriends/girlfriends and no cell phones! They all couldn't wait! :)
Everyone met at our house late Friday night and our caravan of 3 vehicles
(stuffed to the gills) started off at 6 am. Our first stop was Falling Spring waterfalls which had been recommended to us. It was just a tad disconcerting to ignore the posted signs about not climbing around down to the falls
(I did not fully understand in the recommendation that this would be the case!) but once we got past the signs, and my conscience, we spent a very pleasant couple of hours clambering around among the falls with plenty of other low-moral people.
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| The view from the top of the falls. |
After the falls, we drove the remainder of the way to Bolar Mountain campground on the beautiful Lake Moomaw. We arrived fairly late in the day, 5pm, and had a somewhat stressful couple of hours unpacking, setting-up and serving dinner before dark.
(Probably didn't seem too stressful to anyone but me....)
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| This lizard 'hung' out with Brandon |
The next day we managed to fit in a 4+ mile hike with a couple of lake overlooks and swimming in the lake. The main attraction at this particular campground is the lake, so while most of our neighbors were kayaking, fishing and boating we blazed a trail on one of the surrounding mountains. Since the hiking is clearly not a main draw for the area, we found the trail markings to be somewhat spotty but did managed to complete the circuit we had originally intended. phew. Our reward was swimming in the lake for the afternoon and some people even managed to play a football game in the water on the very mucky, slippery mud and rock bottom.
The next day we only had time for breakfast before we had to begin reversing the process of Saturday night. And packed-to-the-gills
(despite all the food and firewood that we consumed), we headed home!