Last week we went on an adventure. The girls and I, along with three other girl scouts, the troop leader and her younger son, went camping. In a tent. No RV.
Gales Creek Campground is located just off the Wilson River Highway (Hwy 6), 20 miles west of Forest Grove, Oregon. It is located, along Gales creek, surrounded by Douglas fir, alder and maple trees. There are 21 campsites to choose from along with trail head & day use picnic areas. Amenities include vault toilets, drinking water, garbage & recycling. There is also an on-site camp host. It is available May to October. Cost is $10 per night with a $2 for an additional vehicle. There are limitations on the number of people that can camp in a particular site. See the website for more information.
Because this was a girl scout camp, I had to watch as the girls set up camp. Luckily they know how to put the tent together better than I do. I had to stop myself several times from intervening. At one point, I did help with bending poles because one corner of our tent can be quite tricky. This is when we discovered that it is better to come prepared. We didn’t bring a hammer for the stakes. Amusing to see how girls solved the issue. Finally, we intervened and handed them a rather large rock. (They were using small ones with no weight!)
After setting up the tent we were ready to make dinner. The girls had planned hot dogs on sticks. Although I came prepared with metal forks, they used their pocket knives to whittle sticks. A couple girls learned just why you need to make sure the stick is LONG enough to avoid being burned! It was definitely a learning experience. We enjoyed a nice dinner of hot dogs and fruit. After we cleaned up, we took a walk below the camp along Gales creek.
Bella enjoyed taking pictures with my camera. I always love seeing her perspective of the world through the lens of my camera. She managed to get Gabby to actually pose for pictures, a feat that I can no longer accomplish without much bribery and painful begging.
Night time arrived and it was time for bed. After brushing our teeth and climbing into sleeping bags, I was prepared for a night of sleeping, listening to the sound of the creek and the song of the bugs. That was such a nice thought. Instead, about 10:00, the party next door, turned into the FRAT party next doors. For the next hour we were serenaded by 20-something frat boys, drinking Rockstars, rapping about girls and using inappropriate language. I’m really old … because I was about to get out of my tent and go MOMMA on them. Mercifully, they quieted down and I fell asleep.
The next morning we discovered the reason why we put all the food into the cars the night before. Apparently the coons were sadly disappointed to leave camp empty-pawed. I loved their little prints in the bottom of my bag.
We decided to go on a little adventure before we returned back to town. Lucky me, they chose a two-mile, 632 foot, straight up-the-hill hike. Did I mention that getting into shape REALLY helps when you are following tween/teens around?
Again, I’m always awed by just how beautiful Oregon is. We are so blessed. Beyond all measure. Blessed to enjoy the beauty of creation not very far from home.
Two miles we reached the summit. I was too tired to climb the rest of the way. To Hwy 6. I didn’t want to ruin the experience with a stream of fast-paced vehicles.
We headed back down the trail — easier descending than ascending. The view at the end was a huge improvement over the highway.
All I can say is … I did a FOUR mile hike with NO problems! I love feeling healthy!