Father & Sons season

This year we went to Pinal Mountain for the annual Father and Sons camp out. We went up Thursday evening as I had vacation time to burn up. So Friday we played and played and ate and played some more. We took 40 pounds of potatoes and came home with none. Justin and I love to toss the tubers with grand booms of exploding deodorant. In this picture you see Justin preparing for a shot. The small red cups in the background were being used as targets for other boys his age and their bb guns. He decided to join them. Potato guns are not too accurate, but the noise was quite amazing as was the distance of a good shot.


Here is Hunter having a great time in the small stream that goes through our campsite. He found mud, rocks, sticks, water and bugs. The perfect recipe for a fun time for any two year old. The only time he wanted me was for food and when he got too cold from the water and needed dried and cuddled for a few minutes. At lunch time he enjoyed all of the half empty sodas left on the tables. He found out that he liked Hawaiian punch, root beer, black cherry and fresca. He never knew what a smorgasbord could be had in a campground. That is why his shirt is off, it was rinsed in the stream and hung up to dry.



This gives you a better view of the soda stains on Hunter's face. Yes those are pine trees in the back ground. Pinal Mountain is just South of Globe and we were at Pioneer Pass which is on the East side of it. As we were pulling out of Globe the terrain is dessert. Four miles later you are in the trees. The road is narrow and steep. A great place to see this is on Google Earth. Brenna said to not let her sons come home with cuts, stitches or broken bones. Justin had to find the loophole so he found some poison oak. We washed him off and applied burn cream to it, that was all we had in the first-aid kit. It wasn't too bad for him. But each encounter with it gets a worse reaction. Live and learn as Papa says.