Our Big Birthday-Solstice-Father's Day-Back Country Camping Trip to
Assateague Island turned out to be SO much more of an adventure than we anticipated that I can't even relay it all in a single blog post. So I will keep it simple.
~packing priorities: new trusty birthday sword (a.k.a. Sting) and Jiffy Pop~


~paddled past wild horses~
~mommies get lost and paddle an extra mile in a zigzag while fumbling with a 10 year old GPS~


~braving horror-movie-like swarms of mosquitoes to get to the beach - but oh what a beautiful, isolated stretch of Atlantic Ocean bliss it was~


~island is pummeled by thunderstorms, tornado watches, and insanely high winds~
~tents from the 1970's leak... bad~


~keeping a campfire going during a downpour and constant black fly invasion is like meditating~
~i invented a new camping cuisine: Pancake Hash~
~the kids found their Inner Pyromaniac~

~when the tents are wet and you see yet another squall line move in, it's time to huddle in the outhouse~

~the kids were bitten and bruised and filthy, but happy as, well, as kids on a camping trip~


~the wind was so bad the day we were to paddle home that the kayaks went backwards. Plan B (actually plan V, but I won't bore you with plans A through U) -- abandon kayaks with select gear and hike the dunes 2.5 miles back to the ranger station~