For anyone even remotely interested in photography, the beginning of autumn in the Cascade mountains means the start of a glorious feast for the eyes. The rich warm saturated colors, the cobalt blue skies, and the cool nights, signal its time to go camping.
Ok, we really didn’t get those cobalt blue skies until the last day… but everything else was right on track.
Susan and I picked up Duke and headed out ahead of the rest of the campers for this adventure. I wanted to include a trip across the Old Blewett Pass Highway as part of the route to our weekend camp at the Blu-Shastin RV park. I’d ridden my motorbike over this crumbled, unused, historic stretch of “road” last summer and I had pegged it as a great place for a return visit to enjoy the fall colors. You can read more about that ride here: WABDR
Since there was NO traffic on this old road and since Duke was 4 years old, it seemed like the perfect place to let him drive. Let’s have a look at a little highlight reel:
The theme of the weekend was just “chill”. Once the rain stopped on Saturday morning we spent hours sitting around the campfire telling stories, playing music, and playing with the dudes.
As a special treat we had a couple of honored guests camping with us this time. The Great Aunties, Lona and Vicky (Richie’s aunties) pulled their chairs up to the campfire with us this time… and what a delightful pair of campers they were. Oh, and if you’re one of the little dudes, and you are camping with your grandma and grandpa, as well as your two great aunties, well… Let’s just say you are pretty much SET! Nuff said.
We didn’t get too far from the campfire or the creek. Those two places provided all the entertainment we needed.
As the fire died down we all scrambled to the warmth of our camper vans and got tucked in for the night. The two eldest dudes bunked in with the aunties in their RV, and had, I’m sure, a wonderful little slumber party.
Sunday morning had the aunties breaking camp early, and headed to watch a football game. While we were on our way up Stevens Pass for a hike along the Iron Goat Trail.
Well that’s about it for this edition of the Adventure Journal. We certainly had a marvelous time. The fall colors were spectacular, the aunties were delightful, and the dudes… Well they’re just the happiest little campers ever.
Thanks for following along. Kat