Sunday was our last day at camp. We went up to the main cabin to watch the morning session of General Conference. It was comfortable and great to get a little conference in.
After conference it was time to clean up and head out. The kids ran around a bit while the adults sorted and packed.
Then it was all hands on deck for clean up. When you rent cabins here you take on janitorial duties. We cleaned our cabins, the out door kitchen and the bathrooms.
The care takers of the camp (the Siselacks) came and gave the kids rides around in the four wheeler. The kids were in heaven!
With camp clean and our stuff packed, we made our trips across the suspension bridge with our gear. We rounded up the troops for some pictures. We made a deal with the kids to keep them interested in cleaning up camp. For every piece of trash the adults found they would have to do a push up. I think we ended up finding 10 little scraps of stuff. Will still made the kids follow through...but he did the push ups with them. Then it was time for pictures in front of the gigantic tree.
We decided to make the short trip west to Highway 1 so we could take the coastal view for part of the drive home. We stopped and made a little hike down to the beach to check out the ocean. We weren't far from Glass Beach. There was a fair amount of sea glass at this little beach from the glass beaches up north. We saw otters and seals just off the beach where we were relaxing.
We hit the road for home with most of us looking forward to the views we would enjoy on the drive down Highway 1. Little did we know how windy Highway 1 was going to be and how carsick the kids were going to get. It was MISERABLE! At one lovely point, Adell started barfing in the back seat. I scrambled to throw her some air sick bags that I keep in the car. At the smell/sight/sound of Adell loosing it Colter started loosing it. Barf everywhere. It was not cool. Will pulled over as soon as it was safe and we started cleaning up the kids and the barf and the van. Not cool. We made it to a little fish restaurant in Bodega Bay where we broke the Sabbath to eat. The kids who had barfed needed a refill and the kids who had not needed some salty food to settle their own tummies. From that point we gave up on Highway 1 and cut across to the 101. Safe, wide, straight highway driving for us.
It was one of the best camping trips I've ever been on. I never want to sleep in a tent or cook on a camp stove again. I am pretty sure this is the only way I want to camp...for the rest of my life.
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