This past weekend, we headed to Falls Lake in Wake Forest, NC. Lets get real, it was glamping, i.e. camping in an RV. Page’s Dad and step mom take their RV all over North Carolina, and we join them when we can.
I like any type of camping: car, tent, RV, backyard, backpacking. I want us to do them all, as often as possible. Part of the appeal of Airstreaming is being forced outside because you live in such a small space. Maybe one day we’ll be fulltimers.
We have a five month old. I’m tired. I’m often torn between getting out and doing things or, just napping in the confines of my home until our kid grows up. I would rather be tired and living a full life, so that’s what we do.
Falls Lake is a great place to take a family, it’s an ideal cheap vacation. They have a lake with a beach and the water felt amazing. Baby G wasn’t feeling it, he was too busy napping. I’ve learned he doesn’t care where he sleeps, as long as we are close by. I like that about this age. Page kept pushing the swim parameter out into the water, but the boats kept pushing it back in. #firstworldpains
Page loves fire. So naturally, he loves camping. He burned one of the Swedish Torches he made, and made the best over medium eggs I’ve ever had. Thanks fire. Before I started dating Page, I had never been camping, not held my nose underwater, rode a road bike, ran longer than a mile, I was spelling potato with an “e” on the end and, I was a LIBERAL. The first time I went cycling with him, I said, “ahh, where has this been all my life?!” I’ve introduced Page to coffee and, the world of eating whole foods. I consider it an equal exchange.
We are coffee snobs, even when we camp. We own a North Carolina coffee subscription service called Coffee Crate. Once you drink good coffee there’s no way around it. We brewed some local Joe Van Gogh’s, Organic Timor, in our camping french press.
I brought a big chopped salad, my southwestern black bean salad(I added a cup of cooked quinoa), and some Trader Joe’s spicy chicken sausages for dinner. Food always taste better when camping.
We have another camping trip coming up at our friend’s farm where we will be tent camping. Looks like we’re taking baby steps to the day we actually hike in with our packs to camp. I love my little family, especially the bearded one.
