I have many warm memories camping with Grandad and Grandmom. Grandad taught me how to fish (although I’m horrible at it) and we’d play Skip-Bo or checkers in the camper if it rained outside. Mysteriously, I would win almost every time. Nights were occupied with fires, smores and stories. It’s surreal that now Christin and I are providing and enjoying these family memories with our kids. Our trip to Red River Gorge was great. The kids learned how to fish. They hiked 1.5 miles. They played in the river. It rained alot and there were some intense games of go-fish in the pop-up. Enjoy the pictures.
The Walters 5
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It looks like yall had a lot of fun and it was so beautiful according to pictures! I am so jealous.
Miss yall and a lot of love your way!
BJ! I saw your comments on Nick’s blog…its good to see your beautiful children doing well! The trip to Southern still resonates in my soul.