B.M.W.

The 4th annual BMW (Barlow...Macdonald...Wilson) campout just concluded.  The last tent was put away and the dirty dishes washed.  The dirty feet still need a bath.  But the memories are firmly etched in everyone's memory.

These two families are very VERY dear friends.  Heck...they have to be if they will go camping with US, they must be.  We all have small(ish) children and are willing to conquer the mountains.

This year we headed up American Fork Canyon to Mutual Dell.  We loaded several wheel-barells full of essentials for a 12-hour stay.

By the time we unloaded everything, the kids were fighting in World War 3 against chipmunks and the playing preschool.  Faces and hands were filthy.  (Dirt=happy kids)  Giggles were echoing throughout the trees.  Campfire was the new eu-de parfume.  Moms were commenting on the beautiful fall foliage in camp chairs and Dads were talking football.  It really was heavenly.

Food ALWAYS tastes better when eaten outside by a campfire.  Then came the s'mores....mmmmm...the sticky goodness!

We had a fantastic snipe hunt and the little black creatures (aka Oreos) were waiting for the kids when they got back from the hunt.

Our kids did a great job sleeping in the tent and were excited to wake up and start exploring immediately.

  I was sad to leave our little slice of heaven.  Everyone was getting along nicely and weather was still crisp!  But we had to head home to wash everything and fulfill our other obligations for the day.