Camping was great, but people are starting to talk. They're saying that my family is a jinx! Just because every time we go camping, it rains... Hmmm, I guess maybe we could be a jinx.

We went to Eleven Mile State Park, and it was really nice. I mean, it rained HARD most of the time, but the campground was neat and it was so cool to be able to walk down to the lake from the campsites and fish! Not that we caught any fish. We used bait from the fishing store, and miscellaneous stuff like McD french fries from the car. So, in this very small study, the expensive bait didn't work any better than nasty old french fries! The folks camping near the vault toilets were very friendly and they told us they caught a fish using marshmallows.

The campground there is a little odd, in that there are NO trees. In fact, I think you'd have to hike a good hour or so to get to a tree. It seemed to be sort of a high desert type area based on the plants and wildlife, ie lots of sage and tiny little wildflowers, but no plants taller about 4 inches high. All of the trees were in the surrounding mountains. That was kind of nice, because as we found when arrived, it's BEAR country. I hate camping with bears, just hate it. But, given the lack of trees we figured we'd see any bear coming for MILES and have plenty of time to get away.

The pop up did GREAT in the rain. There was a little seepage through the walls, but not enough to make us have to move things or sleep in different areas. The rain was hard enough at times to sting when it hit your skin, and many of the tents started flooding from beneath (oh how I know THAT experience!) so I think the pop up is going to work well for us.

I can't find my camera, so I'll have to post pictures tomorrow. I also can't find my purse, or the book I was reading, The Regulators, which especially stinks because I was just getting to the good stuff. Poo.

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