One of the weekends we were in Colorado, we snuck away from the plains, where Jared’s folks live, to see the mountains…
They whirred by our windows while we snaked our way up Poudre Canyon (um, yes, that’s pronounced poooo-der).
We squished the siblings into the back with Kobuk, but left the ‘rents at home.
Camping without ‘rents means you eat s’more bookends: before and after dinner.
It was crisp, isolated, and beautiful.
We grabbed a cup of coffee in downtown Fort Collins and sipped our way back east, while chuckling at the many awkard ways Kobuk choose to sleep on the way home.
Best first-sibling-camping-trip ever.
ps: all photos compliments of Paul, as my camera batteries died in the driveway. Thanks, Paul!