Camp Out..

As I sit here looking at this official "Carter Family Reunion Form", I can't help but compare camping in Arizona and here in the Northwest. I'm not used to the prospect of not being able to have a fire. I guess I've become horribly spoiled by living here. With all the water, the lush greenery, the vast number of places to get away from most of the people, and the almost perfect summer weather, (and strangely, almost NO mosquitoes) the only thing that is missing is the only reason I'm coming down in June, to see all of you guys..

But just to gloat a bit about the local camping situation, the above picture is taken at the place where I went camping last. This is the lower falls of the Lewis River, about 80 miles from my house. My tent was maybe 75 yards from the top of the falls, and you could hear the waterfall all night. From the campsite you can hike 3 miles to the middle and upper falls..

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This is taken at another place that I've spent many a fabulous weekend. It's Swift Reservoir, about 50 miles from my house. I took this picture while standing in my campsite. Just down this little trail is the lake. It is a bit more crowded here on Friday and Saturday nights than I like, but I've often gotten one of these lake front campsites on a Sunday night. (and I wonder why I never get anything done around my house during the summer...)

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And now, because a picture seems to not do it justice- Alex at the falls..