Coley Camping

My dad asks EVERY year, "What weekend are you coming down to go camping?"  And EVERY year we squeeze in a fun trip up Conejos Canyon.  Dad LOVES to go here.  We camp down below by the river.  The huge mountains on each side of us are gorgeous to look up at.

My Uncle Kevin built a cabin on the back side of the mountain.  It overlooks a meadow with a little creek.  May I mention a PERFECT meadow for snowmobiling.  I'm thinking that I need to take Stephen back to the cabin for our August anniversary!  Here is a corner of the cabin with the pretty meadow below.

When we camp with my parents, we eat a lot!

We ALWAYS get rained on.  Some see it as a quick drink.

Others are grossed out by the drinking of rain water ...

We play board games.

We play in and by the river.  This year the kids found a log that worked perfectly as a teeter totter.

We play pretend in the forest and in the tent.

We snuggle and hear scary stories at night.  Grandma Charla usually has some good ones but this year Aunt Kristy's story topped her!

We do have fun and I'm glad that dad keeps us doing this year after year!