We went camping. Yes, I said Camping. It was the first time Sean and I have gone since we've been married, and probably about 20 years since I have gone. And we all made it back.

I know - it sounds a bit silly to be so proud of camping. I was very dubious about the whole thing though. And there were a couple moments of uncertainty lol.

We went desert camping. It was with the dogs and an ancient Coleman tent. We really went because of an off roading event for Sean. He had a WONDERFUL time :) And I had a blast just hanging out at camp with the dogs. There was a group of about 14 to 16 people there... and during the day there were a bunch who came by just to go off road.

Solo did pretty good considering the heat (about 80's) and Leo had a BLAST. They got to run and play pretty much as they wanted.

My real fun didn't start until around 3pm. I was sitting at the tent with the dogs watching everyone under the community tent (the dog's weren't that welcome and the tent was too hot to leave the dogs in - so I stayed with them) Anyway, I was sitting there with the dogs on leash and watching the group when all of a sudden a wind started blowing. I grabbed onto the tarp that was shading the area to keep it from flying away all the while hanging onto the dogs. A tent got loose and Sean noticed my trouble. We were about to lose our tarp and tent

Sean came running and we took down the tarp, dragged all our things in the tent to hold down the inside and took the "top" (a rain thing?) off the tent.

The wind really didn't stop blowing after that. It started like a switch was thrown and kept on til morning.

The group we were with were mainly younger folks and around evening they started a big bonfire. I was so exhausted that I was in bed already. I could see some had gone on a night run and watched their lights on the mesas, and little fire balls were bouncing past our tent. It was blowing a good 35 mph outside, a good 15 mph inside the tent and I swear about 8 mph in my sleeping bag.

The tent was freaky though. There was that bonfire which was creepy. But then there was a wild flapping on the tent which reminded me of a scene in Blair Witch Project (where they wake up suddenly and their tent is being shaken by children's hands). Plus the fireballs bouncing past... but to top it all off someone had turned on their car radio which was playing loudly the theme song from MTV's Fear. Ack! I was getting seriously spooked. And all the while waiting for the tent (and all of us) to go blowing away into the desert.

Overall it was a very cool weekend :D

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