If the photos look a little orange, that's just how it was. There was so much smoke in the air that the sun glowed orangey red and the moon was hot pink.
By the second day there were cousins to play with! I hardly saw Ria for the rest of the camping trip, she was always off having an adventure.
Sometimes you're just drinking your hot chocolate...minding your own business...and along comes a photobombing auntie.
Day three brought a bit more sunshine. It was so smoky all week that the days felt pretty cool. My poor little niece was stung by a wasp on her cheek and it was swollen for a couple days.
Day four was much warmer, we played in the water and there was a lot of toad chasing.
And Day 5 was packing up time. The sky spat rain on us (which is a welcome thing this year, although we didn't mind it waiting until our last day) and the kids ran around in their pj's while we got organized. Barb asked my dad specifically to make bannock while we were camping as she remembers it from our childhood trips. Sadly we couldn't have a fire this year to cook the bread on sticks to we made do with a griddle.