My poor hubby. It's amazing how two people so very opposite can be the perfect match for each other. Only with God's grace does that sort of thing happen - at least from my point of view.
What does that have to do with summer and camping?
My hubby loves to camp. Me? Not so much. In fact, I would rather do anything else than spend time camping. However, the reality is that I love my hubby and I love my boys. While I do put my foot down and no longer tent (::shudder::), I will go to our family's camp every so often to spend family time.
My hubby's parents own this rustic cabin in the far north woods of Maine. Okay. It's not that bad, but it is rustic. It's a small one room cabin with a sleeping loft. No running water. No indoor bathroom. Most definitely no air conditioning! Add to that, it's a half mile walk in from the parking area hauling any and all gear and food needed for your stay.
But we do have no one for miles around. Wildlife abounds. We are right on the shore of Moosehead Lake - the largest lake in Maine.
And considering these photos were taken three years ago, I guess I'm due for another round at camp.
This post is part of this weeks Blog Cruise all about summer camping. The cruise goes live tomorrow so be sure to check out all the other great stories about summer camping.
Boys are very durable. A boy, if not washed too often and if kept in a cool quiet place after each accident, will survive broken bones, hornets' nests, swimming holes, and five helpings of pie. ~Herbert Hoover