
After the snow and before the bugs…
I have a secret I’ve never shared…until now. I love early spring camping. It’s a magical time in early to mid-April that lasts about two weeks, at the most. We typically head south…just far enough to see the budding trees getting ready to “leaf out”. The snow has mostly melted (“mostly” being subjective). The bugs are almost non-existent. And we have the park entirely to ourselves…again “almost”. The nights are chilly—as you’d expect—perfect for a roaring bonfire and a thick blanket or two. The dark skies are awash with stars. And sleep comes easy.
The day warms slowly; into the 60s, if we’re lucky. This is definitely sweatshirt weather. I wear my Spartan Green proudly as we take to the trails. After a few miles—nothing too ambitious—we’re ready for some “retail reconnaissance”. We head into town and hit the shops. Walking the lightly trafficked streets, we take the day at a relaxed pace. Soon enough, we’re back at the park. A couple of filets over the fire—prepared to perfection on our Stake & Grill—are amazing. Tomorrow, we’ll be back on the road and home in a few hours. Refreshed and refueled.
Sometimes life gives us small windows of time to enjoy the better things. I hope you can take advantage of one of these sometime soon.
Happy Camping,
Bob