Memorial Day Weekend: Camping

A few friends (and even more dogs) went camping near Quandary's Peak over the long weekend.  We drove to the mountains with the windows down, my feet up on the dashboard, listening to Dispatch and Guster and all those other 'jam bands' that we love so much.  The only word I can think to describe the little road trip would be refreshing. 

It's crazy how different Denver feels compared to any town west toward the mountains.  I can see the mountains from our back patio and during the entire drive to work, but it doesn't feel the same as actually camping in the mountains. I'm so blessed to have the opportunity to experience both. 

We cooked burgers/hot dogs/spaghetti (for me), played catch phrase, chatted around the campfire, bundled up from the 30 degree temperatures, and watched the pups play happily around camp.  And then endured the windiest night's sleep I've ever had.  We made it through, tent intact and everything!

I even shot a few cans with a BB gun!  It was my dad's birthday and I thought he would be proud.