53 bug bites and an itch ain’t one

Considering I’ve been resisting the itch non-stop for five days, that title is about as catchy as I can get. We spent the Fourth in our new favorite camping spot near South Lake Tahoe, only this time the mosquitoes (and flies and yellow jackets and wasps and bees) were out with a vengeance.

bug bites galore7 bites on my right ankle alone! One of them with a nice little white bump growing on it, and all of them painful as heck with hiking boots on. (Sidenote: I really have to take a non-cankle like picture of my feet one of these days.) Word on the street is that mosquitoes find some people more attractive than others and it’s the women doing all the blood-shedding. Now on my to-do list: researching wild plants to reduce the insane desire to scratch my skin off itch.

Bugs and bites be damned, we still had a grand ole time. There was some off-roading.

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P1000749 P1000443 P1000481 P1000464We ate like royalty (spanish rice, fajitas, chicken quesadillas, steak and asparagus and beans oh my!) but I was on vacation from everything including excessive picture-taking. Had a sad panda moment when we learned no campfires allowed for the whole weekend. That meant no campfire cones and no hobo packs, but we survived and didn’t lose any bits or pieces to frostbite. I even turned the leftover hobo pack ingredients into some tasty fajitas our first night back (marinade needs a little perfecting before I post the recipe).

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Thanks again to B and J for coming out and spending the weekend with us, and one more Happy Birthday to J!

Always, Sierra

How was your Fourth?

Do mosquitoes eat you alive too?

Any tips to make delicious fajitas?

 

Memorial Day Weekend: Camping in Tahoe

The mountains are calling and I must go.    – John Muir

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Camp was established.

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Fishing commenced.

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Some were released.

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Some were eated.

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Nature was enjoyed.

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P1000472The nights were chilly, the days sunny and brisk. Cell phones were turned off, emails, blogs, and social networks forgotten. There were quiet moments alone basking in the sun, and shared moments of joy over fish caught and full moons. Captain Crunch was consumed and tasted of childhood, fresh trout were consumed and tasted of clean wildness. Carving moments of bliss out of busy schedules is what life is all about.

Always, Sierra

How was your Memorial Day?

What’s your favorite breakfast cereal?

When’s the last time you went camping? Where’d you go?