Over Spring Break we camped at Valley of Fire down in Nevada. It was awesome! We got the best camping spot--right up against this huge mountain full of so many nooks, crannies and cave that it resembled a gigantic red sponge! The kids spent the whole time exploring it, staking claims to their own private caves, and making plans to sleep in one of them (which thankfully came to nothing as it got dark and chilly!) The weather was nice. I wouldn't want to come back in the summer!
Just full disclosure, I stole all but one of these photos off Google. You guess which one we took ourselves. The one above is a shot of Mouse's Tank hike, and below is Elephant Rock
Below is a random shot of the Valley. Driving around it was so much fun. It's really such a gorgeous place. Maybe just a teensy bit overrated by the three million Nevadans who have yet to discover the glories of Zion Canyon and Snow Canyon in Southern Utah. But I guess I like it that way. :)
Pretend I have a picture here of our campsite. Our tent is enormous, and has been in the Dick Family since TJ was a small kid. Some of the zippers are broken, but it's still in pretty decent shape, considering. We have a lot of good memories in that thing. It even fits a playpen, all our sleeping bags, and our duffell bags with room to spare. Recently TJ made an awesome camp sink out of a few big food storage buckets. It has a foot pump and a drain, with a receptacle for gray water. We also invested in a camp stove last year.
Aren't my munchkins cute? They had a blast. My favorite part was when we were all snuggled in our sleeping bags, listening to TJ tell The Legend of the Brave and the Hooting Owl, which I'm pretty sure he made up on the fly. The cool part was that an owl really was in residence, and we heard him hooting all night long.