Earlier this month, on October 1st, we packed our tent and many other belongings, the most important one turning out to be the coffee percolator, and started a long journey to who knows where. We didn't know where we would camp, but "a camping we would go". We ended up at Roan Mountain State Park and I'm happy we did. Here are some snapshots I took along the way:
Covered bridge in Elizabethton, TN.
Pretty and maybe a little creepy white house.
Glimpse of Watauga Lake.
The Doe River. We camped close to this river and also crossed it several times and Isaac reminded us each time we were crossing the Doe River.
A fairy tale setting by the river for a picnic area and a swing set.
Misty morning at the campground.
Warm fire on a cold night.
These two had the very best time. I think they are hooked on tent camping for life!
Scenes from around the camp.
We desperately needed coffee after cold, wet, sleepless nights.
Mmmmm, it's like magic in a stainless steel cup.
I was excited that we cooked on my Grandaddy's WWII camp stove and it still worked well!
Hot dog roastin'.
They're sitting on a small bridge behind our camp that lead to a trail, which took us to this playground:
Talking through the "telephone".
Walking out to see the mountain views.
Leaves already falling.
They road their scooters around the park and around the park.
Savannah took Raggedy Ann everywhere.
A day trip to Boone, NC.
Trying out disguises at Mast General Store in Boone, NC.
All in all we had a blast! Good times spent with those we love = not overrated.