Camping - Russian River

He did have a camp chair, but preferred the stroller instead.

Throwing rocks into the river...always throwing rocks into water.

We went camping again this weekend, but to the Russian River instead. Again, it was the perfect weekend. You know it's been a good Alaskan summer when you have tan lines on your feet from your flip-flops. Yeah!!

Anyway, we drove to the Russian, set up camp, and then took the kids down to the river. We were slightly concerned, b/c there are usually a lot of bears on the Russian. We kept passing people who informed us there was a sow and two cubs near the confluence, which was where we were headed. But, we kept going, b/c most of the bears there are used to people and more concerned about getting their fish and getting back up the mountain. I would be lying though if I didn't say I was a little nervous. I had out our bear mace and we kept yelling hoping to alert them. There were quite a few people on the river fishing so that helps too.

By the time we got down to the confluence though, she was gone. So...no bears for us. I was relieved, but sorta disappointed The Bug couldn't see a bear. He's seen them in the past, but was too little to really understand what they were. Anyway, he got out of the stroller and of course threw rocks into the river. Always throwing rocks...always.

We went back, had dinner and smores, and then put them to bed. Shayne & I were able to stay up talking around the campfire for a couple of hours...it was so nice to just sit and talk...just the two of us.

We got up the next morning and broke camp pretty early, b/c we wanted to go on a hike. We ended up leaving the trailer in the overflow parking at the Russian and then hiked the Carter Lake Trail. That's a whole other post...w/ lots of pics.

After the hike we stopped and got the trailer, and then stopped at a store in Cooper Landing to get some drinks, b/c we were very thirsty after the hike. Shayne got The Bug a smaller Gatorade and he started downing it. I was worried he'd drink too much so I took it from him. He also finished up a bag of cracker/chips along w/ the gatorade. Now...you need to know that this child has the WEAKEST stomach ever! If he eats just a little too much junk...blech! Everywhere.

So...we stop in Sterling to get ice cream and he wakes up and doesn't look so good, and isn't acting so good either. So, I'm a little concerned. We are like 5 miles from home when he starts to throw up. I grab an empty ziploc bag to "catch" the vomit and just as I put it up to he mouth, he grabs it w/ both hands and pushing is down and out of the way...so he can throw up all over himself and me...as I'm turned around and reaching over my seat to help him. I was soooo mad! He threw up all over himself, the carseat, and my hands and arms. It was lovely. Needless to say I hosed him off when we got home and then threw him in the bathtub. Shayne hosed off the carseat...and Sweet Pea was just a sweet pea. She slept through most of that adventure.

So...moral to our story...The Bug can only get limited amounts of "junk". Anyone who thinks I'm a crazy mom to not let my kid eat lots of sugar can come clean up the pukie mess he makes when he throws it all up. :)

But even though our trip ended a little messy...it didn't ruin the trip as a whole. We loved going camping as a family and can't wait to go again. Even if it's not until next year...b/c we are headed to Idaho in 2 weeks...for almost a month!