When Chad was growing up he didn't camp. His Dad's idea of camping was to attend the Fathers & Sons Campout for dinner, fire & smores & then head home to sleep in their own beds to then get up the next morning to return for pancakes.
I spent most of my summers growing up at my grandparent's cabin in the Uintah Mountains of Wyoming...outdoors but not too much 'camping'.
Alas -- I want to try lots & lots of adventures with Keller & our little family. Therefore -- We booked a camp site in South Carlsbad back in February for our latest adventure. This was a plan that Kimmy & I put together since she is a camping extraordinaire & loves the beach. She drove out the tents & camping supplies & came along for the adventure.
Trusty So. Carlsbad Site #72: Only neighbors on one side with a clear view of the Pacific:
Custom S'Mores: My favorite included graham, toasted coconut marshmallow + fresh banana:
Besides the s'mores & peach cobbler -- our outdoor meals were a bit pitiful. I had planned the whole menu around using the firepit + tinfoil. Tinfoil dinners on the first night took an hour to cook with crummy charcoals & wood:
Then for breakfast I saw this great idea to cook refrigerator cinnamon rolls in a hollowed-out orange wrapped in foil. Fail! Tasted like the nasty smoked wood:
On the second night we threw in the towel & went and grabbed pizza [Kel], sandwich [Kimmy] & a burrito [Chad & I]. Who needs the wilderness when you have drive-thru?
We took a few activities to do. We did a scavenger hunt, tried some water balloon games & Kel's favorite soda + Mentos experiment:
But the beach did take most of our time. Keller rode that boogie board for HOURS:
We loved watching the surfers from our campsite:
Chad's phone has an amazing panorama feature:
Maybe camping isn't so horrible.