Camping in Island Park

Ever since the weather has started to warm up I have been DIEING to go camping! Pregnant or not pregnant, I wanted to go camping this summer! After all, we have to enjoy our 3 months of warmth and what better way than to go out into the great outdoors? We decided we wanted to go camping for the long 4th of July weekend but where to go was kind of a toughy. After looking around and calling some places we decided our best bet was Island Park, because most places looked like they were going to be fully booked before we'd even get a chance to set up camp.

Robby had called up to Island Park to a place called "Big Springs". The director said usually they filled up by Friday evening, and since we didn't want to take our chances of not getting a spot, Robby and my brother loaded up a few things and headed up there Friday morning to get a camping spot (it's only about an 1.5 up there). As I went through my regular routines on a Friday I anxiously waited to hear that they got a camping spot. I REALLY wanted to go camping! Luckily they found a camping spot no problem and we'd all head back up that evening. The only problem was apparently the place was infested with mosquitos...But...I decided it couldn't be THAT bad.

The scenery looked magnificent from the car with all the greenery and seclusion...And I say from the car...Again...

As soon as we got out of the car they swarmed us like we were covered in sugar or something. Me especially, and I'm thinking they could sense the extra blood pumpin' through my body due to my pregnancy. All weekend I seemed to be their favorite treat over either of the guys. Either way, I was determined to have a good time and no little blood sucking boogers were going to ruin that for me!

We actually made a game at one point of how many mosquitos we could kill. When we would go down to use the restrooms for some reason the camp director kept leaving the bathroom door open, so before you could sit and do your business in peace, we would shut the bathroom door and bring some sort of towel of clothing item to smack every single mosquito dead. It got to be kind of fun I thought wacking the little buggers and getting my revenge; even if I was seeking revenge on not the exact same mosquitos that had sucked me dry earlier haha.

Since the only time there weren't mosquitos swarming us was at night, I took pictures of our camp at night.



Vincent's tent...Slept under a tarp in his truck.




That lovely see-through tent was our mosquito santuary all weekend long!



Working on our hobo dinners.



Mosquito santuary and our tent.




:)



Vincent, smoke, and hobo dinners.

Saturday we were up bright and early to go kayaking down the river. I was super excited to go kayak down the river. Needless to say at some points the river became more of a stream and we found ourselves getting out of the kayaks to drag them across the sand :) we still had a great time and enjoyed some beautiful scenery. In total we kayaked 5 miles down the river.

Robby

Me



Vincent

Sunday we decided to test our skills out in the open waters of the Teton Resivoir. So looking a little silly with our kayaks while everyone un-loaded their big fancy boats, we headed out to hopefully find somewhere to relax and swim for a while.

All the way from over there was where we kayaked to our little resting spot.

Swimming and enjoying the sun.



Our little camp.

 We ended up ending our little camping trip early due to the fact that the mosquitos seemed to be getting worse and worse as the days pressed on. But after 2 days of kayaking we were pretty worn out and had enjoyed our camping advernture...Mosquitos and all.