Camping at Jackson Meadows

We broke with tradition and tried a new camping spot this year for our annual week-long trip. Instead of Lake Siskiyou, we went to Jackson Meadows, in the Sierra foothills. Awesome place. Now that the kids are so independent, Chad and I are noticing a huge difference in the work:relaxation ratio while camping. Lots more relaxation this year than ever before. I give that a bug thumbs up.

A few moments to sum up a lovely five days:

Clara's loose tooth had to be dealt with before tents could be set up, marshmallows roasted, etc.

The official junk cereal of this trip was Cocoa Puffs. Not quite as tasty as Reese's Puffs, in my opinion...

The kids are beginning to take after their pyromaniac father.

A perfect campsite midweek, while all of the adjacent sites were vacant. I think that Siskiyou still wins in the "Best Overall Campground" category, but I'd definitely recommend this place.

The lake. Wow. We staked out our own private cove, and spent the better part of every day there, picnicking, swimming, and lounging around. The water was on the chilly side, but it was gorgeous and clear.

We floated.

Did sandy sorts of stuff.

Posed.

When we weren't lounging at the lake, we were lounging at the campsite. There was a lot of Uno.

Hot chocolate for the little kids.

Coffee for the big kids. Gallons of it.

And lots of time spent getting dirty.

And getting clean. Well, at least the feet.

We feel like a seasoned family of campers these days. And we sure look the part.

We didn't even forget to bring anything this trip! We had sugar, we had warm hats, we had mustard. And we fit it all in the car! Total packing success!
Unfortunately, the car almost didn't make it home with us. But that's another (long, painful, and expensive) story.....
Thanks for the new memories, Jackson Meadows!