Olympic Camping - Part I

We started out Monday morning. We took two cars - Jackson was great while we drove, thanks to lots of treats, toys, and Jasper.

Here he is eating Rice Krispies made by Aunt Heather.

Somewhere before La Grande Oregon my Dad ran out of gas in the truck. The truck with the camper, 5 people and a dog, pulling 2 kayaks, 2 canoes and a ton of camping equipment. Luckily he coasted right off the freeway and soon we were on our way.

Somewhere between Pendleton and La Grande, we pulled off I-84 to stop at this fruit shop/antique store.

My Grandpa Haven Hampson was a fruit delivery man. He delivered fruit to this shop many years ago. Of course back then he delivered to this shop below.

It has since relocated to the newer bigger shop, just across the street.


The antique shop/fruit stand had delicious fruits and fun antiques.

Seriously - donut peaches - delicious.

Ginger Gold apples - yum.

Then we went to Emigration Springs - an Oregon State Park, and stopped for the night. This stop is right along the Oregon trail.

I was very nervous about Jackson's first time camping. Of course he had a blast, running around, peeking in tents and getting dirty. But it was the sleeping that stressed me out.

The first night sleeping in the tent he went from me to Aunt Staci, climbing over Jasper in the middle, for the first hour. He woke up at 4:30 am crying. It was pretty much terrible. However, the first night was the worst, and it was pretty good every night after that. :)

Onto part 2...