Camping

Last weekend I took my ecology class camping in Yosemite. Here's the view down Yosemite Valley. Half Dome is down-valley on the left, and Bridal Veil Falls is right over my shoulder. The last time I'd been camping was in Big Bend in January of 2007; past time to get out there and do it again.

Not one of my more flattering pictures, but it's the only one of me and the valley. Ho hum.


Last night I set up my tent in the back yard, and London and I camped out. He was pretty excited.


Here he is with his little Thomas lantern and his bean bag fish, which is his new favorite snuggly thing.


We had a great time. It was cool but not cold, and we stayed toasty warm under a big down comforter. It was a clear night and the quarter moon shone down on us through the window in the top of the tent. It was the first time I'd ever slept in the tent without the rain fly on; every other time there has either been too much dust or too much frost to camp without it. I read Tiny stories by the light of his lantern until he fell asleep, and then read myself to sleep too.

I couldn't face dragging all that stuff back in after only one night, so we're going to camp out again tonight.