Jackpine, one of my favorite weekends of the year, has come and gone once again. An annual camping retreat my church takes; it's held way up north just a few miles short of Canada. The retreat is from Friday evening until Sunday after lunch, but this year Luke's sister, Martha, and her family were going up early, so we decided to join them. Thursday morning we headed north, ready for adventure. Buirlen thoroughly enjoyed his first camping experience.
A quick stop at the store and then we were on our way.
Having a snack with Heidi. They were buds.
Derek setting up his sign post(I failed to get a picture of the finished product).
Hanging out with Uncle Derek
It was a cold weekend, so he wore a lot of layers. He handled it like a champ.
Why yes, I do enjoy camping, and hanging out with Auntie Martha.
Luke was itching for a project while we were at Jackpine. He and Derek decided to build a new outhouse. The one on our side of the camp was old and had reportedly had snakes in it last year, so it was a good deal.
It came together nicely.
And the old one got torched.
It was exciting.
Unfortunately it was a rather wet weekend. Friday it decided to pour
Peter and Luke setting up more tarps
Watching from the dryness of the tent.
Martha, Buirlen, Heidi, and I spent Friday afternoon in the camper. The guys toughed it out under the tarp.
Happy to be in the camper, slightly less bundled up and free to wiggle around.
We stopped in at Uncle Peter and Aunt Holly's trailer for awhile. Aunt Holly knows how to take care of cold, damp, people with hot drinks and whipped cream.
Boys and sticks are a Jackpine tradition, and these two are eager to join the ranks.
Despite the cold and the damp, we stayed snug as a bug in a rug.
Bea, Molly, and MollyBea
Buirlen is in there somewhere. It was cold.
Luke has attended Jackpine all his life. He missed once when he was 4 and once our second year of marriage because I was in a friend's wedding. I was thinking this weekend that Jackpine would have been so much fun as a kid, and I'm so glad that Buirlen is going to get to grow up with it.
3 Generations of plaid appreciators.
Jackpine is also for boys and pocket knifes. Jonathan whittled one for Buirlen so he could be in on the fun.
Ephraim enjoying some chili.
Late night campfire fun.
Spool walking... Another Jackpine tradition.
All in all, it was a lovely weekend. Memories were made, fun was had. But it is oh so nice to be home!
"Oh darling, let's be adventurers." ~Unknown