This post marks the end of our first scamping season. It’s hard to believe that we’ve been the proud owners of our bouncing, baby Scamp for six months already! We spent more time camping this year than we have in any other in any other season, but still, all good things must come to an end. Before the snow flies, we had one final outing and then put her in storage for the long, Minnesota winter.
The sun was shining when we arrived at
Sibley State Park:
The prairie section of the park was alive with Eastern Bluebirds, they were everywhere you looked! This was the only one that was still long enough for a photo:
We were so happy to be outside, especially Danny. He doesn’t look like he minds riding shotgun, what do you think?
Danny has had a recent injury so hiking is not allowed, that’s not keeping him off the trail though!
There are a lot of things to love about camping in the off-season. Not only are there no bugs, but the trees are absolutely dramatic without their leaves:
And you have the campground to yourself:
It was a perfect trip, so peaceful:
But all good things must come to an end. Farewell, Geraldine, it has been a great season. I can’t wait to see you again when the snow melts.
I wasn’t the only one ready to play in the woods
It seems like the more eager you are to get out of town, the more time you spend waiting. Sometimes it feels like you have to wait forever:
It was worth it:
We felt like we could lose ourselves in
Paul Bunyon State Forest:
Or on the trails in
Itasca State Park:
We even made a few friends along the way:
Having so much fun was exhausting:
We needed to retreat into the woods:
It’s my favorite place to be:
We stayed in
Paul Bunyon State Forest, but there was no sign of the lumberjack or his blue ox:
This guy was there though and based on his yelling, he was NOT happy to see us:
We hiked a quarter mile of the
North Country National Scenic Trail before the mosquitoes got the best of us:
And joined the tourists at the Mississippi Headwaters in
Itasca State Park:
I was in awe of the oldest white pine in the park, it is more than 300 years old:
And by its younger siblings:
The wildflowers were in bloom:
We had a lot of fun together:
While we missed the
Super Moon by one night, we thought ours was pretty darn super:
And what’s a camping trip without a campfire?