Camp Woodtick

We finally opened the cabin and fun was had by all. PICs say it all from hotdogs over the open fire to cousins playing cowboy and Native Americans.

One of the blurry photos is a small porcupine that walked trough the yard and hid under Grandma Wanda's truck from the rain.

Even though I lost and repaired two belts on the lawn mower and it poured rain for a few days - I miss the cabin the moment I left the driveway.

Jay