Ah, summer. I've always said I prefer the heat to the cold, and living in Ohio means you get both in extremes. My family and I took a trip to the Great Smoky Mountains a couple weeks ago, which is probably my Dad's favorite place on earth. The temperature was sublime, and we spent the time camping in the mountains surrounded by nature.
My family has been camping since I was a tot. We started with tents but graduated to a trailer when we went through hurricane Floyd (fairly literally) in 1999. One of my favorite things about camping is fires. I love everything about them: the smell (I'd buy a perfume if I could!), the heat, the stories told around them, and the general feeling of famiality.
We did a little sightseeing and hiking to Laurel Falls. The Smokies are a gorgeous place.
Out in the wild you need to improvise. This is my brother with duct tape around his shoe. :)
My sister was so proud of her "Jr. Ranger" badge that she earned. Way to go, sis!
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