Tuesday, August 01, 2006

POO-ter Canyon

I've decided that no matter you slice it, you still come up covered in poop and puke.

Decided to take the kids to a family reunion last weekend ( not ours but some good friends of ours in Denver) to Poudre Canyon ( pronounced POO-ter) I could spend days just playing around with that word... anyway, leave it to Andrew and I to take a wrong turn ( because we were gabbing) and end up in Wyoming 2 hrs out of our way. ( Poudre Canyon is in Colorado) So that was the begining of what was about to be a very bad day. Then when we finally arrived, our friends told us they had a "bear" incident the night before in the camp ground area where they were staying. Apparently one of their friends left a hamburger in his tent for same late night snakcing! ( yes, a hamburger, you heard that right!) and you could clearly see the bear claw rips on his tent 20 ft from where we were going to pitch our tent. I must admit I was a bit shaken but decided to tough it out and set up camp ( bad idea) . Of course it was about 100 degrees so that didn't help when we discovered our kids had diarhea. To make matters worse you had to walk pretty far to find a garbage to get rid of the poo. Shortly after we decided to take a dip in the Poudre River and started changing the kids into swim trunks. Well Avery wasn't feeling so well and puked all over the tent. So now the tent smells of poop AND puke. Not to mention I was also covered in it. HMMMM...if YOU were a bear, which tent would smell delicious to you? Thankfully the campground sold pinesol ( who knew!) and cleaned up the tent however, the magic cleaner didn't work so well on my jeans and t-shirt. After the fiasco we were invited to attend the family reunion dinner at a nearby cabin. The fun really started to pick up when Aris started throwing up in various locations at the cabin. At that point I think my head started bobbling and a sinister laugh came out me.... you guessed it...we packed the camp site up and headed BACK to Denver after that. But wait! THERE'S MORE! Driving home Avery has another poo poo episode and we have to pull over on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere and clean him up with the last 3 wet tipes we...OH NO! WE RAN OUT OF WET WIPES! We knew there was another pack in the car but could we find them? Of course not! Needless to say, we won't be visiting POO-ter Canyon anytime soon.

1 Comments:

Blogger Mary-Frances said...

Good lord girl! Why do you people travel at all! Ha, ha, ha! :-) Now I know what you really need a Costco pack of wipes and towels! :-)

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