Last night Ken and I decided we better go camping before my belly gets too big (as I am already 28 weeks pregnant), so we packed up and took off to a campground only about 20 minutes south of Anchorage. It's not the most remote or quiet of campgrounds since it's right off the seward hwy- but it was still nice to get outdoors! So we set up our tent, got a nice fire going and made our tin-foil dinners.
My preggie belly
Not a forest fire- just a big fire in our fire pit :o)
Ken playing with the coals
After a few hours of relaxing by our campfire we decided it was time to hit the hay. So we head to bed and Ken could not sleep. Since I'm pregnant I was out within 10 minutes, but around 3AM Ken wakes me up to tell me he really thinks something is outside of our tent and that he hasn't yet fallen to sleep once. Initially I thought there's nothing out there and said "it's probably just the wind making the leaves move, if there was something out there- we would hear branches breaking (the ones on the ground)," well within one minute I started hearing branches breaking- so at this point I am starting to get a little nervous. I asked Ken if he had said a prayer and he said yeah- and I am still more scared than I have ever been- so we packed up our tent and went home at 3AM! It made for a fun adventure still. I have had similar camping experiences and have learned to always follow that "gut" (the spirit) instinct... who knows what it was- but I'm glad we could end up sleeping soundly at home :o).
My preggie belly
Not a forest fire- just a big fire in our fire pit :o)
Ken playing with the coals
After a few hours of relaxing by our campfire we decided it was time to hit the hay. So we head to bed and Ken could not sleep. Since I'm pregnant I was out within 10 minutes, but around 3AM Ken wakes me up to tell me he really thinks something is outside of our tent and that he hasn't yet fallen to sleep once. Initially I thought there's nothing out there and said "it's probably just the wind making the leaves move, if there was something out there- we would hear branches breaking (the ones on the ground)," well within one minute I started hearing branches breaking- so at this point I am starting to get a little nervous. I asked Ken if he had said a prayer and he said yeah- and I am still more scared than I have ever been- so we packed up our tent and went home at 3AM! It made for a fun adventure still. I have had similar camping experiences and have learned to always follow that "gut" (the spirit) instinct... who knows what it was- but I'm glad we could end up sleeping soundly at home :o).
2 comments:
yes, fun adventure regardless! i'll bet it was bigfoot. they're still lookin for him, ya know? lol! nah, way to listen to the spirit!! ^.^
Hey, looks like fun! Poor Isaac, he could never get me to even get into a tent at night, pregnant or not. I'm to wimpy to camp. Looks like fun, though. Cute pictures! I love the belly. You look great.
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