The Great Adventure: 4th of July

Back out into the wild...

We survived. Burke lived. Our first camping trip was successful.

Justin, Burke and I set out from a dark and dismal Anchorage and headed north west to Lake Louise. Nope, not the well known Lake Louise in Banff, Canada, but Lake Louise right here in Alaska. As Justin drove through the summer snow (EVIL Cottonwood) we found the sun. Oh, glorious sun. The drive was beautiful. So much to look at...glaciers and mountains everywhere.

We found the sun!

Burke took a 2 hour nap making the drive easy

Mountains and glaciers

The road to Lake Louise - looks like an earthquake hit but it's just frost heaves

We joined Tim (Justin's coworker) and Michelle Clapp, some of their friends and Michelle's family. Tim and Michelle took great care of us. They set up a tent for us, had a huge tarp to cover us, as well as sleeping bags and an air mattress. They fed us well (steaks, pork chops, s'mores, fish and chips, alligator, pancakes, cheese sticks, hamburgers, and more s'mores) and entertained us with beer, boat rides, and beaches.

Burke in his play tent

Our set up

Burke will teethe on anything (Blue Moon anyone?)

Thursday night's sunset

Thursday night and Friday were gorgeous. We hung out on a sandy beach. I was in heaven. Then the rain set in. It wasn't miserable, but it was a little draining. The three of us packed up and headed home on Sunday the 4th in order to get out of the rain and let Burke crawl around at home. Somewhere where he could stretch his legs just a bit more.