Our campsites were relatively isolated at a higher elevation near the west entrance to the reserve. With multiple groups joining us, we reserved all four camps in that location. We didn't have a view of the "the city", but we did get to avoid the crowds. If you look very closely, you can see three of our four camps in the photo below.
Friday night saw a low of 41 degrees. We were faced with the task of keeping two very small bodies warm without smothering them. A cotton sleeper, a fleece sleeper, a fleece swaddle, a furry blanket, two poorly fitted hats, and an hour of tears later, they seemed to do fine. John and I slept well in between frequent wakings to make sure those damn hats were still on.
Who would think that you'd need winter baby hats in late June? I tried shopping for them but, not surprisingly, I could only find swimsuits and sun hats.
Saturday evening, a 30% chance of showers turned into a rather intense storm. With the first howls of wind came the first tears of the evening, soon followed by a night of rain and a low of 37 degrees. After setting up shelter, helping prepare chicken fajitas, and inviting everyone into our embarrasingly large new tent for dinner, we were once again faced with the task of keeping our crying babies warm and trying to get them to sleep.
I can handle bad weather and most of the time I can handle crying babies, but I've learned that I don't do so well when the two are combined. This weekend's camping trip to Grandjean (expected low of 29) has now become a day trip. We'll try again when the lows aren't in the 20's and 30's.
We're still talking about #3, the minivan option.
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