Camping with the Grandkids

The past three weeks have been devoted to our precious grandchildren.  We have had them stay at our house and in our camper.  We have roasted hot dogs and s'mores, hiked, and played at the beach.  The camper, our home away from home for seven or so months of the year, provides an easy way for us to take them into the wilderness.


For now, we stay at State Parks, which are a good introduction to the wilderness.  Later, we will take them farther into the forests and deserts.

Our first trip was with Marina and Stella

 Then we had Soren, from Georgia, for a week:

 

Then we got the three boys, Soren, Ian, and Adam, for a day and took them to the Snoqualmie tunnel:

 This is what you can see from the east end:  A spot of light.

Then we had Ian and Adam for a week.  Since I worked my way through college being an ice cream man, I am helpless when I hear the bell:

Vicky got soaked, along with her cell phone:

Boys will be boys:

Have you noticed?  All of the grandkids are taken to see the largest tree on Whidbee Island.  It is an old growth Cedar which was saved because a bunch of tree huggers wrapped themselves around it many years ago.

Thank you tree huggers.  Look what you have done for our grandchildren:

We feel we are doing something important in their lives--we have the means and opportunity to take them out into nature, and experience it.  At least that's what we are hoping to do.  All of them seem to really enjoy it, and so do we.  Immensely.