My First Camping Trip (Juan de Fuca Ntl Park)

Mama and dad took me and Hunter on our very first camping trip. I was sick most of the week with a high fever and stayed home with mama. Luckily, I got better the night before we left. We took a boat that dad called a ferry to some Island and drove for a very long time to a park. Mama didn't bring me any toys so of course I wanted to play on the road, help set up the tent, touch the cooking stove as well as the fire and eat pinecones and bugs.

Mama and dad took me to the beach. It was fun and there were a lot of pretty girls. It would have been more fun if mama would have let me run around and into the water. She was scared that I would fall on rocks or drown. C'mon now mama; I'm a big boy now.