If you follow along on Instagram stories then you may know that last weekend was my sisters birthday and she decided to torture me by planning a camping trip. I don’t camp a lot mostly because I run hot and I hate bugs. I like my aversion to camping came from my father who always said: “I can’t control the temperature there, I don’t have a comfortable bed to sleep in and I have no desire to be eaten alive by mosquitos and I don’t like spiders”. So, needless to say, other than camping with friends in high school so we could get sneak off and get drunk I’ve pretty much been more of a cabin camper. But it was her birthday and I was just going to have to be a good sport about it all.
We were meant to leave on Friday to go out to the campsite in Brainerd but our dog sitter canceled on us so we had to spend the day scrambling to find someone. Luckily, I had read about a website called Rover. It is a service that allows you to find dogs sitters in your area and read their reviews. Fortunately, we were able to find a sitter who was willing to work with us last minute.
So, Saturday morning, we woke up at 6 am and were out the door at 6:15 for our two and a half hour drive out of the city. Luckily, we found the campsite easily enough and I quickly jumped in my sister’s tent to surprise her and coral her out of bed so we could start our day. Her boyfriend rented us a pontoon boat for the day so the eight of us got ready and headed to the lake to start celebrating her birthday. We packed coolers full of drinks and spent the day hanging out at various sand bars, fishing, and making a few stops at bars on the beach for some food. It was such a fun day and it was so relaxing. To top it all off, Mike made us reservations at Bar Harbor Supper Club on the lake and we chowed down on some amazing food. I got a few glasses of wine and indulged in a filet, scallops, garlic mashed potatoes, and then I even managed to scarf down half a brownie with ice cream. Basically, we all waddled out of the restaurant and headed back to the campsite for more drinks and some fun.
I didn’t get any sleep. Devin went into our tent and got sand and dirt everywhere, Eddie hogged the covers all night and our campsite was raided by a gang of very loud and rambunctious raccoons around 5 am. We were all so tired from the lake that we all forgot to put up the trash and put away a few snacks. My sister was convinced it was a bear and we were all going to die. But, nonetheless, 7 AM rolled around and I could no longer force myself back to sleep. So I got up and made my way over to the campsite bathrooms and got ready for the day. When I returned to the campsite, everyone was still asleep so I picked up my tennis shoes and went on a solo hike. In retrospect, that probably wasn’t the best idea considering I have the ankles of a 90-year-old woman and no one knew where I was… but I survived. When I was done with my “hike” I made my way back to the campsite and everyone was waking up for the day which meant it was time to cook breakfast. My sister made french toast for everyone and her friend Amber grilled us up some bacon. I’m usually not a breakfast person but it was the perfect way to end the weekend.
On the way home, even though I don’t care about camping, I talked to Eddie about renting a boat next summer (the place we rented out boat from has a club that allows you to rent boats throughout the summer). The price starts at $1200 dollars and each time you rent you choose one of the lakes the club has a dock on and then the type of boat you would like (pontoon boats for large groups or speed boats for speeding – you get my drift… no pun intended). Then I even convinced him that one day we might need a lake house.
Overall, it went a lot smoother than I ever imagined. My nephew and sister were so excited to be camping that when I got home on Sunday I didn’t mind the 30 (literally 30) but bites I had all over my body. I think they even might be able to convince me to go again!