We don't have anything half as bad as that where I live now, but it's no secret that our winters are long. By the time May rolls around it can still be snowing and even the skiers are over it. I am too--I love summer, at least alpine summer. If I lived in a hot, steamy place (been there, done that) I'd dislike summer as well.
But it's good here. The only trouble is that, for backpacking and hiking, the season still balances on an edge. The high country is still snowy--you can troop about three miles on a trail before you are into deep snow. The canyon window is closing, at least for me. Head-high poison ivy and rattlesnakes, no thanks.
So even though car camping isn't my favorite thing, I agreed to go. At least I would be camping. And it would be good to escape town. Despite stay at home orders, I am seeing car after car of Idaho and Washington people, and this is causing a backlash in our town, and it makes me angry too. So it sounded good to get away from people.
|Spruce's first camping trip! He was a Very Good Boy. (And slept in the tent!)|
|I never have campfires when backpacking, but it was still really wet here, with snow around, so we had a small fire.|
|Walking the ridgelines|
|Sunset from camp|