That’s three times already this year, doubling the amount of times we’ve been camping with My American since we started dating in 2010.
We’ve done two trips to Bumblebee near Kingston, Idaho, and our most recent was to our regular Memorial Day haunt, Chatcolet at the southern trip of Coeur d’Alene Lake. It’s in Heyburn State Park, the oldest state park in the Pacific Northwest.
Our campsite, the same one we’ve rented three times, is graced by towering ponderosa pines. The Trail of the Couer d’Alenes is less than 10 minutes away by foot, quicker if you’re being dragged by a 15-month-old Maremma sheepdog.
My pictures from the weekend are few, since I feared a break in equipment when Bella hauled me down and my Nikon D200 landed hard on the trail’s asphalt. My brilliant techie husband said “pull the battery” and, I’m sure, saved me a few hundred dollars in repairs.
By that time, we were into the beer and picture-taking time was done.