Night 8/25
It seemed like a good idea when I planned it. My sisters wanted to go camping and I wanted to take them. I got back from Canyoneering on Sunday morning and we were headed to Memorial County Park in San Mateo for two nights of camping Friday.
It made for a really busy week of laundry, packing camping gear, grocery shopping, etc.
That my sisters don’t camp much was a big reason why I wanted to make the push. I know the kids love camping and I want to go camping with my sisters and our families. It is funny for me, after a lifetime of camping and outdoor activities to see them in the great outdoors, they seem somewhat out of place.
Memorial Park sits up on top of the hills/mountains between the bay and the coast, i think of it as above Redwood City. It is a park of quiet redwoods and a stream that flows in less drought stricken years. I can remember swimming there when I was a kid. The carpenter union picnics were held there and i very distinctly remember pie eating contests and swimming with my aunts (who are only about 10 years older than me). It is some nice camping. There are flush toilets, water spigots and usually showers. Although this year, due to the drought, there will be no showers available.
I showed up early and put up my tent. It’s our new tent that Javier picked out. The mTn Glo one with the fancy lights inside. You can read my review. I do very much, dig, that tent.
Xochitl got really into peeing outside. She even wanted to do it in the daytime when it was really only appropriate to use the toilets. She even got Jack into it.
My sister and her husband brought their 11 month old daughter who had a tough time over night. And they were really concerned that her crying would keep all the people at the campground up. Or at least our nearest neighbors. But miraculously, I slept. Which is an event in my life.
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