This past Memorial Day weekend, your dad and I thought it would be a good idea to take you both on your first backpacking trip in the Appalachian Mountains (The Shenandoah National Park, to be exact). We all carried a little bit of weight on our backs, even Scout, and headed in on an 8 mile beginner loop that would take us down to President Hoover's Rapidan Camp.
After an exhausting hike in (about 5 miles, mostly downhill), we found a large campsite next to a nice creek. We set up camp and the kids and I promptly rested for a little bit.
Dad made a beef stew for dinner and we fell asleep right after the sun
went down. The next morning, we noticed that Scout's pads on his paws
were all torn up. He limped around for a bit but was able to make it.
Genevieve was not too excited about hiking back to the car. I don't
blame her after the pretty long hike we took the day before. So we moved
like a herd of turtles, stopping every few minutes for water or rest,
and climbed our way out.
Saw this guy at Rapidan Camp
Stopped to play in the waterfalls
The smirk Genevieve gives when she is having her dad carry her and his pack uphill. Eric you are incredible!
We may have bitten off more than we could collectively chew but WE MADE IT! With our first family backpacking trip behind us, I see some car camping in our future to ease us back into it:)