There is no place I would have rather been last weekend. It was more then a trip down memory lane (as this is one spot I grew up camping), it was our first real family camping trip set up in our very own trailer...Miss Chalet. Somehow we managed to squeeze our family of 4 into that little trailer and find ourselves a dry nights sleep. The boys did fairly well sleeping only a foot away from each other, and I kind of enjoyed the goodnight giggles as I sat around the fire pit.

We powered through Friday evening to get there and be able to wake up to such an incredible place Saturday morning, and although I wouldn't categorize it as warm, the sun was out and the coffee was hot. Now camping is not quite what it use to be with a one and three year old, but it sure made things more interesting, and all I can say is thank goodness we had my parents 4 other hands Sunday and Monday.

The highlight of it all was that I got back in the canoe with my dad, and this was certainly long overdue. If I had to guess it has probably been 15 years since I caught a fish and man did it feel good.

We had a good cheers for my late Uncle Doug the Friday night, and I made sure to pack my stylish fish mug that I bought in his honor last year.

Here's to many more trips out this summer!