This past weekend a group of eight of us banded together to escape the crippling Arizona summer heat. We all drove to just past Payson, a couple hours north of Phoenix, and set up camp in the woods near Bear Lake. S'mores, burgers, barbecue, beers, and a spectacular campfire were for the enjoyment of all in attendance. We had target practice with a slingshot and Miller Lite can strung between two trees, played bocce ball through the woods, and played Catchphrase at night. On Saturday we headed to Bear Lake and lil' Remy and I played in the water and lake grass while the others battled games of Rummicube out on the shoreline.
It cracks me up when I think of how many things people bring to "rough it" in the "wilderness." We sleep on air mattresses, listen to satellite radio, and cook on a stove all a matter of yards from a dirt road. The rough part about it was finding a special place far enough from the camp and hoping not to run into a deer during these "private hikes" (have no fear, there were no deer).
This weekend was a welcome diversion from work, chores, and the daily grind.
Listening to: "How You Like Me Now" by The Heavy
Reading: "The Shack" by William P. Young
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