What better way to celebrate, than stealing away to the woods and sleeping in a tent? It’s our own twisted idea of a good time, so we loaded down the El Camino and cruised down the Natchez Trace.
You might remember the Homochitto National Forest when I wrote about our first anniversary and breaking in our dutch oven with Campfire Beef Stew. It’s become our spot for weekend getaways and celebrations. We meant to indulge in the best fried chicken at the Old Country Store in Lorman but our timing was off.
On my hike I spotted tender blooms, shy salamanders and brilliant light filtering through the trees. My husband cleaned his busted knee in the lake and a dragonfly patiently waited while I took it’s picture. We cooked dinner over an open fire.
And although we forgot bug spray, a biking helmet and smores fixings, for one night there was no place we would rather be.
Since I forgot so many things I made a checklist, no camping trip is complete without smores!