Showing posts with label camping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label camping. Show all posts

Monday, 30 June 2014

Camping

Once hard core backcountry campers, Emmett and Oscar's parents are now embracing car camping, as they introduce the next generation to the wonders of sleeping in a tent.
 

 
 

 

 

Out. And he slept almost all night, waking once at 4am for a feed, and then to start his day at 6:30am.


Thursday, 6 December 2012

Things that go bump in the night II

Emmett skims Biscuit Finds a Friend while demonstrating a key camping/emergency preparedness skill.  Technique is near-perfect, just need to work on the tension on the headlamp strap.

Thursday, 30 August 2012

Camping in K-country

Gluttons for punishment, Emmett's parents decide to pack up their two year old for two nights in the mountains in a tent. Memories of his first camping trip in Waterton still haunted them, but they were determined to expose Emmett to all that life in the wilderness has to offer - not showering for two days, hiking, peeing in an outhouse, sleeping on the ground, building a fire, throwing rocks in the lake, and more. It was a delightfully successful trip, and ever since, Emmett has been asking when StranMcCann will be camping again...


Getting ready for s'mores
 
Not a surprise - Emmett devoured his first s'more, and asked for more.


The little people keeping warm on a frosty August morning while waiting for pancakes





It took all of seven minutes...

...for Emmett to pass out on the way home.

Monday, 9 August 2010

A successful experiment...

...that yielded negative results. Camping.



Emmett convinced his parents to take him camping last week, so they loaded up the car, rented a large tent, packed their camping and hiking gear, and drove due south to Waterton Lakes National Park. Not only is it one of their favourite places, it's also where Emmett's parents were engaged.

Emmett pitched in and helped his dad set up the tent.


They finished just before a wicked storm hit, complete with monsoon wind and torrential rain. They all took cover in the tent.



Emmett didn't seem that fazed as the sides of the tent heaved with the wind. He merely glanced up at the nylon roof, pointed, and went back to his book.



The storm passed, the rain stopped, the wind died down, and all was looking good. Emmett got ready for bed, bunking down in a snowsuit, since he didn't have his own sleeping bag. The fact that he was immobilized in the suit was a bonus for his parents.


Unfortunately, when it's 17 degrees outside at night, a snowsuit is not really necessary to keep a baby warm. Emmett woke up screaming at midnight, and every two hours after that. Turns out, it wasn't just the snowsuit giving him the sweats, but the onset of his three day fever. Emmett's parents are sure Emmett is a camper at heart, and will try again...maybe when he's 16.