Los Flemings

Despite the forecast of wet weather we bravely ventured out on a sunny Saturday morning for a night of camping in the Mt. Pisgah Campground with Grandpa Bunk. The weather held off, mostly and we had a nice afternoon exploring the area and sitting by the campfire. We warmed up at dinner with Butternut squash risotto followed by warm apple crisp from the dutch oven. We got some rain in the night and woke up in thick fog. By mid-morning Sunday Sam's brown overalls were more grey and black than brown. Between the mud and grime from climbing trees he had quite the layer of gunk. I'll pass on sharing pictures of us standing around in the fog.