We finally made it on our annually camping trip up to the Kolob Plateau. This time Grandma and Grandpa were invited! Grandma drove Mommy and us up Friday afternoon and Daddy stayed back with another truck until his work was finished. Grandpa was doing a canyon in Zion and had his friends drop him at our camp site.
Unfortunately, Lava Point, our usual haunt, ended up being full of campers! No open spots. This created a problem since we were meeting Grandpa and Daddy at different times and would have no way to communicate with them! A nice gentleman, named John, offered us his campsite for the night. He sleeps in his truck and said we were welcome to the tent sites and use of the fire. Well we hung around and waited until Grandpa got there. John was very nice, but we decided to run up to Kolob Reservoir to find a camp up there.
Mommy and I stayed and talked with John since we were still waiting for Daddy. John was very nice and let me help him start a fire! Just as Grandpa pulled back in to tell us they found a camp spot, one of the campers packed up and left...at dusk! It was so rude! But Grandma and Cara had already started a fire and set up a tent at the Reservoir so instead we found a crappy cell connection and managed to meet Daddy on the road to Kolob.
It was fun with the fire and hot dogs and marshmallows, but it got cold and we all snuggled down into our tents. The weather was perfect. No wind, bright sunny skies, no campers next to us and a bathroom which we weren't sure the Reservoir would have and we were lucky too because Cara unfortunately spent a lot of time in there.
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