An hour before dark his mother and little brother stopped by on the 4 wheeler to see the site. Little brother was bummed he couldn’t go but I promised he would be next and it would be just us two.
As darkness set in we lit the fire and I gave him his own LED flashlight and we sat and watched grandpa’s “magic fire “ with special colors.
As we drifted off to sleep, my mind reflected on many of the past camping trips over my lifetime and the grand memories I have from them, from
“Kid camping” to wilderness backpacking in Ohio, PA and Florida as an adult.
I only hope he treasures the “firsts” I have exposed him to as much as I do.
Sweet dreams Carsyn.