Camping

We just came home from a fun camping trip in the Uintas. I say "fun" in a discriminating way that would include a deliciously starry night while excluding the frost on the outside of our tent, include the excitement of catching some fish while excluding our decidedly long learning curve as we gutted and filleted the fish.

This was Jacob and Zachary's first camping trip with their OWN sleeping bags. Apparently there is nothing more exciting than owning your own sleeping bag. They have slept in them every night this week, at home and while camping.
Eric sits with Zachary and Michael by the fire. A few minutes after this picture was taken, the boys were covered in melted marshmallow, which was the perfect sticking place for the dirt that they crawled around in. 

Eric comes home with the catch! I've always considered Eric a "manly" man, but a man who can live off the land? Ow! 
Jacob tries his hand at fishing! He's become a good little caster.

We camped near Teapot Lake, one of our favorites, which is near Lily Lake. In the background behind my left shoulder, you can see a huge osprey nest that has been there for several years. 

Zachary and Michael aren't quite into fishing yet. Their favorite parts about camping are rolling around on the sleeping bags in the tent and rolling around in the dirt outside the tent.