So, rather than doing an uber-long post about the camping trip, I’ll post some photos and then do a little list-style synopsis at the end…
Shannon in the tent, very shortly after we got it set up.
A Veggie Parmesan sub from the Smoky Mountain Sub Shop. We stopped there while we were enjoying Waynesville’s Apple Festival.
Joey, making a stilly face while cooking chili and keeping an eye on our coffee…
Shannon, warming by the fire at breakfast Sunday morning
Moonshine Creek, which smelled a little like sewage…-
We will not be going back to Moonshine Creek. The staff was really nice, but the sites were too close together and we originally had a site where we would have had to carry everything by HAND across the creek (no car access). That would have been unfortunate since we had 1/2 a truck bed full of firewood. We got our site changed, thankfully. The campground was also really small. But the bathrooms were clean.
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Every meal, save for the one that we ate out, was cooked over an open fire. Joey was an AWESOME cook!!
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It was 37 when we woke up Saturday. The high was 48. It was 31 when we woke up Sunday.
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It sleeted on Saturday night.
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Electric blankets in the tent are the BEST IDEA EVER.
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Camping without James is noticeably quieter at night. Enough Said.
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It’s hard to knit while bundled up like an eskimo.
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Mountain people are strange.
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Senior Citizen cloggers ROCK!!
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Men + Fire = singing hair off something.
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Watching a group of kids from App standing in the dark freezing because they didn’t know what they were doing was a riot.
That’s all I can think of for now. It was a good weekend. Even with the freezing temps and sleet, I wish I was still there.
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