The cute people backpack in:
Our campsite. We didn't even use the tent; we slept under the (shooting) stars.
Clearly somebody needed a nap much earlier in the day
Swimming and fishing in one of the many, many lakes.
Campfires allowed in the backcountry. So fun!
And, finally. A shot for my dad. Actually, this entire post was probably for my dad and for me when I get caught up on scrapbooking two years from now and wonder when exactly we took this awesome trip. And where the heck we went.
Final scrapbooking note to my future self: Biscuit was a great backpacker but only if she got to be line leader. Luckily the other kids (and adults) humored our little leader of the pack.