For the past week or so I have been eagerly anticipating a camping trip. Webb acquiesced to my nagging insistence and we planned to go camping with another couple that we met through Webb’s job. All plans we set for last Thursday, all gear purchased and packed using meticulous lists created by yours truly. At the last minute an unplanned Dr’s appointment interfered and our friends were unable to come along…uh oh, just Webb and I all by ourselves. So i planned and packed an elaborate feast of hamburgers and ravioli for dinner and eggs and bacon for breakfast and off we went. We had a large lunch at Chili’s and a quick stop for ice and a few perishables for the cooler and off we went.
We stayed at a campground called Five Points which is part of the Upper Arkansas Valley Recreation Area.
We had planned on buying some firewood at a place on the way that has piles and piles of firewood for sale, but it turned out that they were closed. At the campground there is no attendant, so you just fill out your info and put a copy along with your money into a slot. We walked down to the river (creek) and then went back to our site to set up camp.
The area is in a place called Bighorn Canyon, but we didn’t see any Bighorn Sheep. There are also bears in the area, but no sightings.
The most popular event of the evening was playing with fire…
We had big plans to cook food and maybe go hiking but in the end we didn’t eat anything or hike anywhere we essentially put up the tent, burned firewood, went to bed, got up packed up, went home…you might think this was a bad thing, but what you can’t see in the pictures is that US Highway 50 follows the river and goes right through this canyon, so all night long we got to hear the sound of passing trucks, headlights, and the strange belchy sound of exhaust brakes… Next time I think we may try to find a campsite a little further away from the highway.
In the end though, we had the best time.