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Prescott Camping 2013

Crescent Lake or Bust Baby!





Each year our family takes a week camping trip to Crescent Lake. It is the highlight of our summer! This year was no different. We enjoyed time with loved ones, relaxed, swam, paintballed, golfed, paddle boarded and of course ate way too many s'mores! Take a look!



 The beginning of the week was a wee bit chilly. Eventually the weather improved, but only after a day of thunder and lightning storms-with a side of marble sized hail! Everyone blitzed to tie our things down and make dry shelter with tarps, but once the hail arrived the majority of our camp found their way to Jessica's trailer. 





And when the sun came out the true fun began!

Miss Aubry enjoyed her first camping trip!
Everyone holding their babies.

Calvin on the other hand did not enjoy camping. He stood at the door of the tent only to take breaks to bark at people. At night we wrapped him up in a towel and he stayed bundled until we forced him out of the tent in the morning. By the end of the week he was limping because he feet were too tender. What a city dog! 

Potato Gun!

Miss Kiai rocked the camping look



Paddle Boarding
Father-Son bonding











Homemade Rope Swing

Which soon became a challenge to swing around the tree and over the slack-line











The first one to make it across but the only one to receive a black eye


And then it became a challenge of who could climb to the top fastest...













Beach Golf

Pregnant Scuba-ing

Straight Ballers...Paintballers 




Hammock...amazingly no one cracked their skull. 



And what we all really came for...S'mores!!!


Parts of this year that I hope to remember are:

  • The girls catching frogs and "loving" them to death
  • Playing beach volleyball and having the other camp watch
  • Beating the other camp at volleyball
  • HUGE hail!
  • Kims roticery marshmellow maker
  • Watching Derek's form while climbing the rope swing
  • Learning to play Dutch Blitz
  • Karilee letting me wakeboard!

Comments

  1. UnknownAugust 22, 2013 at 4:09 PM

    Wishing I was a Prescott. Paddle boarding looks so fun, and loved the father-son bonding!

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