This is a photo of our camp site up at Park Lake, elevation 6,500 feet. It's about a 45-minute drive up a winding, narrow dirt road full of potholes and washout areas from the spring rains.
Once at the top of the mountain, the land levels off and a crystal blue lake is seen, as well as about 20 campsites in the middle of the national forest.
This is where my family spent the weekend. We brough along our kayaks, our retro camper, and our tent. We went fishing, kayaking, swimming, and we cooked our meals over a fire. We roasted marshmallows, as well as the cutbows (fish) my middle daughter caught while fishing out of her kayak on the cold lake waters.
There aren't any showers up here, so by the time we went back home after the long weekend, we were all stinky as bears!
Then we kayaked some more on a local spring-fed lake, and even attended a local baseball game.
It was a fabulous time with one another, and I'm thankful the Lord kept us safe and happy!
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