On Thursday we left to go camping among the Collegiate Peaks at Mount Princeton (ironic huh?). Al and Marilyn have a fifth-wheel camper, so we weren't exactly roughing it, which was fine by me!
This was our view from camp and we had rushing water as our background music.
Steps from camp was this mountain creek (Chalk Creek) that was the highlight of the trip. Grace, Harris, Bryce and Grandpa frolicked around in the ice cold water for a long time. Grace especially loved the water.
Luckily, Gran and Grandpa had bought the children water shoes just for this purpose!
Later that day, we went for a hike on the mountain on a former railroad bed.
We ate very well the whole time we were there. We grilled out for dinner and ate, ate and ate some more!
After dinner we told Ghost stories (all with happy endings!) and made s'mores. The fire felt wonderful as it was getting chilly.
The next morning we had a wonderful breakfast of blueberry pancakes, scrambled eggs and bacon that Al made. Later we went to St. Elmo, a gold-mining ghost town. We didn't see any ghosts!
At St. Elmo, there was an area where you could feed chipmunks and squirrels - this one came right up into my lap!
Grace feeding a chipmunk.
On our way back to camp we stopped at this lake. Grace and Harris played in the water and Bryce skipped rocks (one went all the way across).