Labor Day found us camping again, this time in a brand new spot in southern WY. The area we ended up camping in was called Cinamar Park. It was somewhat surreal to come across such a big meadow (mile long and half mile wide) with campers pulled in along the treeline every five feet or so. Almost felt like some sort of tent city or something.
We were on the east side of the meadow, behind a line of trees. Can you see our pop-up? It was a good spot, as it felt more secluded than most of the campsites we drove by.
It was a momentous occasion for us over the weekend as one of our bikes turned 1000 miles! It helped that on Sunday we loaded everyone up and drove almost 60 miles over the course of the next 5 hours. It was a ride with just about everything you could ask for. Miles of well-maintained road that allowed those fast people to open their bikes up as fast as they wanted. (M kept it under 40 mph!)
We had a scenic spot alongside one of the many creeks that we went exploring around, as the drivers stretched their legs.
We took a group picture by an old run down cabin.
We found trails that had creeks to run through, numerous mud puddles to splash in, a hill to climb...
a culvert to ride under...
and a playground for the bikes to play on!
We spent our evenings by the campfire, as the fire ban was lifted Friday morning for the weekend campers. Since no one had come prepared for a fire, we had to gather some wood. I was helping Uncle L carry wood that was around our campsite. Since there had been NO fires all summer we had plenty of winter downed trees to choose from just around our campsite! P helped get the wet wood jump started with a dead tree branch!
All those adventures make for some tired little girls at the end of the day!
