Year 3 - It begins

Welcome to the Jolly Camper!  I'm Sara, the Jolliest of campers, and this is my blog.  Every year for the past three years, I've gathered up my children, packed my mini-van, and headed out on an adventure.  Two years ago, we camped in our van through 14 states.  Last year, we got smart, bought a TENT, and camped for 30 days through 30 states.  This year, we're finishing up the lower 48 states.  I can't begin to tell you how thankful I am that God lets me do this.  I'm not proud, I'm not lucky, I'm straight up BLESSED.  

OK, so this year, we started with some car trouble.  I know, not the ideal way to start a trip.  I am fortunate enough to share the road with Ciara this year.  Ciara has been babysitting for us for the past two years, and she agreed to come along as my traveling nanny!  She's good people.  Anyhow, I'd had  an alignment done, and you know when you take your car to the shop and they start to "find" things?  That happened.  We ended up with an alignment, an AC belt a serpentine belt, and a new tensioner.  They were recharged the AC while they were in there.  I went from the shop to pick Ciara up, we loaded the van, and set out of San Antonio.  Excited and anticipatory, we drove 3 miles and realized the AC was not....cold.  Not even not cold, it was warm.  I called the shop.  "Give it a few days to cycle" they said.  I may be blonde, and I may not be mechanically inclined, but I KNOW I'm not going to make it through 10 hours of West Texas with a "cycling" AC.  I called my regular mechanic, and he got us in right away (I had strayed because he doesn't do alignments.  Never.  Again.). Apparently, you need the shredder valves IN the line for the unit to stay charged.  Mike at the Express Lube on Pat Booker in Universal City.  Go see him.  

We didn't leave till almost 4pm with a air conditioning mishap, so 14 hours of driving later, we arrived in Denver just in time for breakfast.  My sister in law housed us for a few hours of sleep.  Once we'd washed the sleep out of our eyes, we loaded up for food.

Kristina is my sister in law, but honestly, she's closer to being my sister.  She stood up with me at my wedding to her brother, and I stood up with her.  We've laughed, cried, loved, experienced, and done life together.  She's an amazingly talented artist of paper and food (she's a graphic designer AND chef).  When she recommends food, I listen.  Sam's #3 greeted us with coffee and some AMAZING green chili omelets.  The kids crawled all over her, and they weren't denied hugs and kisses.  The visit was short, but sweet.  THANK YOU, KRISTY!

10 more hours of driving... but hey, 10 is shorter than 14!

Driving to the Grand Tetons from Denver was one of the most beautiful drives I think I've ever taken.  The green rolling hills and mountains growing in the distance gave hope to a destination.  We were slated to stop in Falls, ID to camp for the night.  The place we wanted to stay in Wyoming was a first come first serve campground, and we knew they filled quickly.  The plan was to stay in Falls, then leave early in the morning to get to Headwaters by 0900.  Ciara and I were tired, and the drive was taking longer than we anticipated.  With three hours to go, Ciara noticed a sign for camping on the left side of the rode.  We though, checking it out wouldn't hurt anything!  

Warren Bridge is where we stopped for the night.  A quaint campground with a vault toilet, but a beautiful stream.  For $10, who could say no!  With less than a 2 hour drive to Headwaters, we set up the tent and called it a night...

But not before a quick jammie hike to the stream. 

Folks, this is what it's all about.  In a tent with three beautiful kids, a friend and nanny, and God's paintbrush.  Really, who wouldn't be a jolly camper?