Family camping - just the three of us

Despite wet weather Saturday, we loaded up and headed to the east shore for a family camping weekend. The campground / area featured a six mile paved bike path. G was so excited, asking days before if he could be the "leader" on the bike path. He did not let a little rain deter him.






That is Lake Huron behind G. With a beautiful storm brewing above it, keeping visibility to a minimum. The temps were mild though and we rode a total of 4 miles. With only one mishap. G fell, had himself "a little cry" (his words) and then got back on his bike and finished the ride back to our campsite.

We also visited a nearby lighthouse, where G enjoyed running around a refurbished pilot house from one of the Great Lakes' old steamers.




At the campground, we walked Smoke along the beach, played on the playground and walked while G rode his bike around the campground. He loved every minute of this weekend, in large part I think, because it was just us.





Sunday, the weather cleared up and we took the bike path a bit farther. We also packed a picnic lunch. A perfect example of the kind of memories his father and I want to give him.