I really believe in family time outdoors. Growing up we really did not have the money to take fancy vacations and my father had to work a lot to make ends meet. But we did spend a lot of time together camping. In the spring/summer/fall we were always packing up to head out camping to either fish or hunt. When I think of my childhood most of my favorite memories are from those times spent out in the bush.
My husband and I want the same for our kids. We would rather spend our time on the quads in the bush than almost anything else! Cavan is one month old and has already logged over 80km on the quad. Time outside with the kids recharges my batteries. Everyone comes home dirty and happy. I love it.
Tonight we went just outside of Faro to visit some friends camping. We had a little wiener roast and of course smores. Hunter discovered the joys of throwing rocks into water. Oh gosh, I think he could do this for hours! He would yell, "go, go" as he tossed the rock into the water and after the splash he would clap for himself. We had a wonderful evening!
Cavan and me relaxing at the fire:
Hunter trying to pick up rocks with gloves on:
Eying up the lake:
On Wednesday we had the perfect evening. Matt came home from work and we went for a walk around our part of town. Then we came home, scarfed some supper, and headed out for a quad ride. We were out on the quads for an hour and a half and enjoyed every minute of it.
Bear print on the quad trail:
Me and my boys taking a break on the trail:
Hunter on the trail:
Mr. Impatient! Go Go Go!