Two weekends ago (already!), I went on my first camping trip of the summer. I guess this kind of surprised me because last summer was FULL of camping in the backcountry, sometimes several times a month. This year hasn't been quite as exciting in that regard, so after work on Saturday my coworkers and a friend from town headed about 50 miles up the road into the mountains for a night under the stars.
Or rather, the cloudy skies.
My tent with a view |
Pumped up for camping! |
In fact, the experience did turn out far more comfortable, and I slept like a baby all warm and cozy in my long johns and sleeping bag, listening to rain pounding on my canvas cocoon.
We got a late start the next morning, waiting for the rain to subside, but it never really did. Eventually we cooked up a wet breakfast on a little backpacking stove, broke down camp, and headed to Grand Central Valley for a hike before heading back to town.
Salmonberries |
Biggest mushrooms I've ever seen |
Flooded trail |
The trail was sopping wet and my shoes and socks were soaked within minutes of setting out, but the scenery, wildflowers, and fresh air were too good to pass up.
Dramatic skies |
We hiked for a couple hours before heading back to Nome, but it was a fun trip overall, despite being so wet. Hopefully I can get in at least one more camping trip this summer before the weather starts getting too cold again.
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