Every year the Regional Single Adults hold a conference in Coeur d’Alene in July. We are instructed to go to church somewhere else. We decided to take advantage of the one weekend in the summer that we didn’t have commitments at church and go on a family campout. I have fond memories of having family church at the cabin growing up and wanted a taste of that for my own kids. (FYI, the church doesn’t really let you do that anymore, but we thought we could still have a family testimony meeting out in the woods!)
So, we packed up the truck and a whole lot of stuff and headed out to Kelly Creek on the Idaho/Montana boarder. It is beautiful up there! I had never been there but Leonard and his family have talked about this place for as long as I have known them. I am glad we finally found enough time to go and take the kids. I was a little leery being 6 1/2 months pregnant with a 2 year-old. The last time I went camping with a 2 year old (Miranda) it was a very, very long couple of nights; but, I was in good company with Sara, who was 7 1/2 months pregnant and their son, Bridger, who was 17 months.
We arrived to find a great camping spot with lots of space for everyone – including a few billion mosquitos. We set up camp and Leonard and his Dad hunted for firewood and came back with huckleberry bushes! (firewood too) Len said he could smell them before he could see them. We also discovered that we had about 2 ounces of mosquito repellant for all 17 of us. I did not want to be eaten alive all weekend nor have my kids be eaten all weekend so it was decided that Leonard and Neil would go for a “drive” and buy more repellant. It was, unfortunately, about an hour each way to the nearest town. Leonard must really love me – or love to go on drives in the middle of the woods (a little of both, I think!)
The kids played in the river and we cooked dinner in the fire while they were gone. The fire seemed to keep the mosquitos at bay and we had a great evening. One of my fears, camping with a 2-year-old, never came to fruition. At about 8:30 Timber came to me and said, “Pass – ni-night” Which in Timber language means, “I am tired. I want my pacifier and to be put to bed.” So I took her to our tent, showed her her sleeping bag, tucked her in ---- and ---- she went to sleep!! HUH!? Who does that? She was like that all weekend. When she was tired and ready for bed or nap, she would come tell me and then she would go to sleep. It was by far, the best camping-with-a-2-year-old trip I have ever had. Awesome!
We were able to do lots of fun things. We picked huckleberries, swam in the river, cooked over the fire, did some fly fishing (a bit), and saw some beautiful country. We also had our testimony meeting around the fire on Sunday morning. We came home happy, healthy, and with only a few mosquito bites. We also came home with 26 cups of huckleberries – these big kids are starting to pay off a little bit and earn their keep! Timberlyn and Bridger were so cute eating berries off the bushes as fast a they could. Purple fingertips were everywhere!
I didn’t take as many pictures as I should have, but here are a few to remember the trip!













I hope we can do it again next year!