Apparently we broke a cardinal rule of camping this past weekend: Don’t leave food unattended.
My family and I set out on an adventure. We went camping for the first time to a real campsite for 3 days and 2 nights. We have slept in our tent before at my grandmother’s summer cottage, but we always had the cottage and it’s amenities as backup.
With the menu planned and the van (& cargo carrier) packed, we headed forty minutes away to a campsite nestled in a wooded area and very close to an amusement park.
Aside from leaving my sleeping bag and our blow up mattresses at home, the weekend was looking to be a fun one on Friday night as we fell asleep. But at 6:30 am Saturday it had started to rain and it continued to pour until 6:30 that evening.
We moped around the tent in the morning, but after lunch we headed to an indoor children’s gym with several ball pits and a huge jungle gym. On the way back to the campsite, we stopped for dinner as it was still raining and I was in no mood to grill in the rain.
But by the time we got back to the campsite, the rain had stopped and the campground was abuzz as everyone was anxious to get outside.
As my husband was starting the fire, I noticed something in the corner of my eye.
“Well that does not look right”, I thought to myself.
My family and I set out on an adventure. We went camping for the first time to a real campsite for 3 days and 2 nights. We have slept in our tent before at my grandmother’s summer cottage, but we always had the cottage and it’s amenities as backup.
With the menu planned and the van (& cargo carrier) packed, we headed forty minutes away to a campsite nestled in a wooded area and very close to an amusement park.
Aside from leaving my sleeping bag and our blow up mattresses at home, the weekend was looking to be a fun one on Friday night as we fell asleep. But at 6:30 am Saturday it had started to rain and it continued to pour until 6:30 that evening.
We moped around the tent in the morning, but after lunch we headed to an indoor children’s gym with several ball pits and a huge jungle gym. On the way back to the campsite, we stopped for dinner as it was still raining and I was in no mood to grill in the rain.
But by the time we got back to the campsite, the rain had stopped and the campground was abuzz as everyone was anxious to get outside.
As my husband was starting the fire, I noticed something in the corner of my eye.
“Well that does not look right”, I thought to myself.
Apparently we left some crackers…and bread…and okay, we left a blueberry pie on our picnic table that was just too tempting for some local critters. And rather than unzip the tent like a civilized human would do, the critters ate through our brand new screened in tent and feasted like kings.It was a mistake that screams “newbie”, but it was a lesson learned.
As we were cleaning up and putting away our gear when we got home, I noticed a little present that a critter left for me in one of our plastic cups…the aftermath of all of that pie. I guess he wanted to remind me who was the king in his forest.
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