Guy Camping Weekend!!
Ok, I just gave it that name.
Usually the guys I grew up with, John and Dave, go camping in the fall. We went this weekend. Well, Dave and I went. Three others who were going had changes in plans.
They missed a fun time.
Personal note? (Not for the squeamish.) I have a two person tent I usually share with John. I tend to stay up late and when I go into the tent, I unzip the fly, then zip the fly, then zip my sleeping sack inside my sleeping bag, then zip my sleeping bag and usually at this point I am laughing hysterically because I am about as quiet as an elephant dancing on a drum.
Last night I had the tent all to myself.....and John should be glad.
We ate lunch at the Rafters, one of my favorite places. I had the brisket topped with onion rings and American cheese. And I had a very good beer from the Lena Brewing Company.
For supper I had a spicy Italian sausage topped with just a dash of giardiniera . And some Doritos. And a couple of mint Oreos. And then a burger. And more Doritos. And more Oreos. And a glass of, shall we say, beverage? Or two??
I went into the tent, zipped all the zippers, repositioned my sleeping pad and tried to get settled.
It was cold. At some point, I suffered from a bout of ......... flatulence. I flatulated and because it was cold, I snuggled down into my sleeping bag only to be driven out by the foulest, strongest, nastiest cloud of toxic fumes that ever came from a person's body. It happened again. The tent reeked. I moved my head to the tent door and opened the fly a little to let in air.
It did not help.
45 minutes.
John can count his blessings.
There are a lot of pictures......maybe too many.
Oh well.
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The tree was huge!!!! |
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| Bridge out...proceed with caution |
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| Fun guy at the camp! Get it? |
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| Best part of camping
And folks, this is Apple River Canyon State Park....a true treasure!
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