After spending several hours developing the site earlier this spring, spkldoe, shadow and me finally got to spend a night hangin’ in my backyard retreat. The wooded area straddles a ridge that separates the front and back halves of our property.
General view of our campsite
Lookin’ out
Lays in the shadow of Little Sewell Mtn
We cranked up the first fire in the new fire pit constructed of dry-stacked field stone gathered on the property and chowed down on roasted hot dogs w/ fixins washed down w/ a fine lager and later toasted marshmallows . The evening songbird concert included a bullfrog on bass and the neighbors on the next ridge over provided a fireworks show.
Cooking fire settling
Later in the evening, we banked the fire and turned in. Spkldoe, a confirmed ground hog, retreated to her tent complete w/ full air bed and a sleeping bag rated at least 30 degrees colder than forecasted temps. I crawled in my SB Pro appointed with my new Insultex UQ and TQ courtesy of Mr. MacEntyre.
I fiddled with the UQ a few times during the night and once dialed in, I was quite comfy at 52 degrees wearing only sleep shorts, t-shirt and helmet liner though about 3 a.m. I did add a sweatshirt. These quilts are great!…thanks Mac…you've made hanging on my future motorcycle campouts much, much simpler.
Must be the new snowflage version
Daybreak brought bacon, eggs, toast, hot tea and spkldoe sporting her hot pink smiley flannel jammies . After breakfast and time to reflect, I gathered more firewood and plan to return to hang again tonight. Our lil’ retreat is far from complete, but already…LIFE IS GOOD!!
Ummm, bacon!
Shadow trying to contain her enthusiasm
But remaining ever watchful
EDIT: Remembered the dog, but forgot spkldoe's pic...man am I in deep doo!
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