Camping at Rock Creek Reservoir

Camping wouldn't be complete without...
Music
A sweet dog
Burgers grilled over the open fire (dressed with some of the finish from the skillet, Yum Yum!
Julia and her awesome family
Our camping chairs that came camping with us, but did not return. They're last big Hoorah! They've been good to us.
Tegan with her sucker contemplating either the meaning of life or the wonder of her yummy treat.
A hammock
Sticks shaped like guns
A husband who can pack a car tighter than a can of sardines.


And two tuckered out kids at the end of it all.

We knew it was risky when we were able to get a reservation only a month away from labor day, but we were pleasantly surprised with what Rock Creek had to offer. Yes the reservoir was dried up to almost nothing, and to cold and yucky to swim in, and yes we almost got lost because the main road to the campsite wasn't marked...AT ALL...but our opinions quickly changed when we got to join in the local towns festivities with a parade that kept our kids on a sugar high for the whole trip, and lawn mower races that were the highlight for the guys for sure. And of course the Hathaways that make any trip a blast for us. Most definitely a rest from our labors.