Crow Pass Overnight

Yesterday we woke up early to go play soccer. At 11 am the kids got picked up from the field and we started driving in the car that we had packed the previous night. After a drive of about an hour we got out at the trail head that was just north of Girwood. We put on our packs and started hiking. The trail was only about 2.5 miles but it took up a really long time to finish because it was really steep and our packs were really heavy so we stopped a lot. We got really tired and we stopped at a moderately flat area where we thought we should camp. We all put down out packs and, as the three older people went on to explore for a different place to camp, Zander, Kayley and Sarah sledded down the snow on the foam pads. We just hiked over a little hill and we found the awesomest cabin ever. It had been built the week before and it smelled like sawdust. It was really nice. So we got all our stuff over and set stuff up. Dad made Ramen and quesadillas for dinner and it was super yummy. Then I made a fire and we had s'mores for dessert. We roasted them on a fork that we clamped in the pliers of a leatherman. It was really good. There is something about camping that makes food taste really good. Maybe its all the dirt... just kidding. But after dinner Zander and the parents went and shot the gun at snowballs while Sarah and I did the dishes and Kayley read Twilight (not fair, I know). Then Zander made a few snowmen that were killing each other and Sarah made one that looked like Shrek. After that we all went to bed. During the night I got really cold so I kept waking up and putting on jackets (backwards... oops). So all night I was at that stage of sleep that is so shallow that you can remember every bit of your dreams. I love that.. its like watching a movie all night long except weirder and more random. The next morning we hiked back out after a good breakfast of that kind of oatmeal that comes in little bags like hot cocoa.

Its really weird how the hike in seems like twice as long as the hike out. Maybe its because you can see little things along the way that tell you where you are. Like hey I remember that tree, we're almost there! or hey isn't that where daddy pegged Zander really hard with a snowball and he started crying? we're really close! So the hike down was a breeze even though my pack tower about a foot over my head so I kept falling in the snow. When I made it to the parking lot Zander and I had to wait for like ten minutes for everyone else to catch up. This is really wrong because mine and Zanders packs were way heavier then everyone elses except for maybe dads because he was carrying the gun and that thing weighs like ten pounds. Anyway when we all were finally at the car we dumped out stuff in the back and got in the car and drove on home.

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