Tag: Camping
Under the Mushroom Cap
Have you ever wondered how a fairies’ family grows? Not too many people notice that low fungal growth. Those domed caps balanced on a stem blend with the ground colours around it. This is a story of a family of fairies that thrived in the forest living in their mushroom. From the outside, to the… Continue reading Under the Mushroom Cap
On the Road
History and Camping
A camping favourite. The church was constructed in 1885 and was part of the St Charles Mission (a Roman Catholic missionary congregation). The church still stands in its original location in Historic Dunvegan. In 1956 the church became part of the provincial historic park. Guided tours are open seasonally from mid-May until September. The information… Continue reading History and Camping
What’s Out There
It’s the middle of the night and it is so black out that I think I’ll get lost in the darkness as soon as I take a step away from the trailer. However, the old boy has to go, he just can’t make it through the night like he used to and he is quivering… Continue reading What’s Out There
Weekend Coffee Share
Camping and coffee, is there anything else to say? If we were having coffee I would tell you that our first lengthy camping adventure is coming up and the whole family is looking forward to it. The countdown is on. Are you counting down for anything? If we were having coffee I would you that… Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share
Photography
Camping in 6 Words
Aromas: wood smoke and caramelized sugar. By Shari Marshall – 2019
Do you have a layout without doors?
The Penis Chronicles present “Do you have a layout without doors?” I can remember clearly the days when my husband and I started RV shopping so we could do family camping. We looked at a number of layouts. My boys were 2 and 5 and I remember thinking “hell no” to any of the layouts… Continue reading Do you have a layout without doors?
Faceless
“So where is this campground you’re dragging us all too Josh? You said it was beautiful, blah, blah, blah.” Samantha’s voice all but wines from the backseat. Josh sighed and slowed the truck. Everything looked the same, it was all gravel road and trees marked sporadically by over grown crossroads. “Forget it, this will do,”… Continue reading Faceless
