This past weekend I headed north into Iowa. My brother Austin and I headed to Waubonsie State Park near Hamburg Iowa. The weather was amazing the hike was great and the views were breathtaking. To view photos of the trip check out the photo gallery. Austin and I got up and ran a few errands Friday morning and then headed out to Waubonsie State park 30 minutes south of where he and my mom live in Iowa.
We got there around 4-ish and set up camp. We hung out and just enjoyed being outside and the amazing weather. We gathered some fire wood and started a small fire in the fire pit. As we were getting ready to start our dinner the Boy Scouts rolled in. Before you start to think I am some kind of Boy Scout hater. I still am a Boy Scout as is my brother Austin. They were clearly from the “big city” of Omaha (not a bad thing just using as an illustration for the story). We were able to figure that out based on the big sign on the trailer and the 10+ vehicles they brought with them. Many of which only had one or two people in each vehicle. We also found it very amusing that many of them were young and they had troubles setting up tents and starting fires shortly after bragging to each other how awesome of a job they could do. Austin and I watched our fire slowly burn into embers and we headed to bed relatively early for us. The noise continued into the early hours of the morning.
The next morning we were rudely woken up by a very awake and hungry boy scout by a very raw rendition of spoon on pots and pans. He was awake and decided that everyone else needed to be awake. I honestly have no idea what time it was but it was still dark and dawn had not broken yet. My guess is some time around 4 in the morning. An adult leader finally got him quiet what seemed like hours later. When it was light enough out a whole group of boys got up and started a pickup game of tackle football which promptly resulted in a “injured” and loudly crying player. They all finally quieted down around 8 when they were stuffing food down their throats.
Austin and I got up a little later than we should have but neither one of us really wanted to face the wild monsters that were rustling outside of our tent. We got up had a nice quick breakfast of oatmeal packed up and hit the trails. The weather was perfect not a cloud in the sky and there was a nice breeze to keep us cool. We stopped and had a nice trail lunch on one of the bluffs with a fantastic view. We only saw two people on the trails which was a nice change from our campsite. We did run into a few closed trails and none of the trails were blazed or marked with anything other than a pole that once had a sign on it. This made it hard to navigate and keep track of distances, but we were in no hurry to get back to camp. We finished the day hiking what we both felt was roughly 6 – 7 miles with full packs feeling pretty darn good. We headed back to the campsite.
We sat down had a bit of a snack and changed into our camp shoes. As we sat enjoying our snack a car comes flying into the camping area and this elderly lady yells at me “hey are you in charge?” I had no idea what she was talking about and guessed she was looking for a scout leader. I pointed her to their dining area and said we are not with them. Austin and I overheard her yelling at one of the leaders that they had fond a “lost Boy Scout”. After hearing that and then watching what could only be described as the “7 stooges” play with fire and an ax, Austin and I decided it was time to head home. We packed up our stuff as quickly as we could and hit the road. With the scouts in the review mirror and a nice hike under our belts it was a great weekend. Even if it was full of a group of crazy wild cabin fever Scouts. We got home had dinner with mom and then just lounged around he house.
Sunday morning we got up packed everything up returned grandpas truck and helped him move a bunch of bails of hay from in front of the house to the machine shed. We then celebrated moms birthday with presents and a nice ice cream cake. It was nice to see some of the cousins, my uncle and grandparents.
All in all a wonderful weekend with family and getting out for the first camping trip of the season.
What fun camping stories do you have from this camping season so far?