Camping Trip 06'
Amazing.
We left after work Friday at about 3 or so. Tony got a sirius radio and it saved us the whole car ride. Tons of stuff to listen to from Vancouver all the way to Dosewalips in Hood's Canal.
We got to the camp ground at about 6 or 7ish and set up camp and make a fire freakishly quick. We ate some tasty homemade chicken stips fried by me thursday night. Drank some Rainier and Mac n' Cokes. Also Tony made a Rush, a Rockstar and Canadian Whiskey, hehe a canadian rockstar. I thought it was funny. We attempted making ashtrays out of rocks also throwing rocks just normal stuff to do by the river. We saw some guy fly fishing it was neat. Oh yeah, this is so bad. We went for a drive to look for a friend of mine's property and a ride to Tony's grandparent's house up there, and left the dogs in the tent and when we came back some guy told us that our dogs weren't in there. Steve had clawed open the zipper that we retardedly left down at the bottom and they both escaped. Oscar went to some stupid yuppies campsite and Steve just ran about the whole place. Some lady had to put his on a leash and left him at the ranger station. How fucking embarassing. Then we went to bed and made sure the zipper was in the up position.
We slept surprisingly well without any mattresses or anything. we woke up and got ready to go clamming. We had brown sugar poptarts for breakfast. Clamming was delayed because Tony locked his keys in the car. Luckily the window was rolled down a little bit so we fiddles around for an hour or so and finally lifted the keys safely out the window. Then we finally went and drove to Pt. Whitney which is only about 10 minutes away. We got down there and saw the friend's of mine and said hello and then we got our limits in 10 minutes. So we took the clams back to site and washed them and put cornmeal on them so they would spit out the sand and clean them out. We ate some lunch chicken quesadillas and sandwiches I think. After that it was probably 11am so we decided to take a drive. I wanted to go to Seattle first but tony poo pood that idea. But we headed out north anyways. After driving a bit and seeing the ferry that went to Seattle we decided to keep driving north to Port Angeles to take a ferry to CANADA. So we drove to port angeles and for to the ferry and we got in line to get on because we didnt have reservations. We were like # 11. We got the the ferry at about 12 and it boarded at 12:45 so we waited for a while and were anxious to see if we would get on. Time came around and we were one of the last 3 cars to get on. It was close. We had the dogs and set sea for a hour trip over.
Pooeey. Time is up.
To Be Continued....
We left after work Friday at about 3 or so. Tony got a sirius radio and it saved us the whole car ride. Tons of stuff to listen to from Vancouver all the way to Dosewalips in Hood's Canal.
We got to the camp ground at about 6 or 7ish and set up camp and make a fire freakishly quick. We ate some tasty homemade chicken stips fried by me thursday night. Drank some Rainier and Mac n' Cokes. Also Tony made a Rush, a Rockstar and Canadian Whiskey, hehe a canadian rockstar. I thought it was funny. We attempted making ashtrays out of rocks also throwing rocks just normal stuff to do by the river. We saw some guy fly fishing it was neat. Oh yeah, this is so bad. We went for a drive to look for a friend of mine's property and a ride to Tony's grandparent's house up there, and left the dogs in the tent and when we came back some guy told us that our dogs weren't in there. Steve had clawed open the zipper that we retardedly left down at the bottom and they both escaped. Oscar went to some stupid yuppies campsite and Steve just ran about the whole place. Some lady had to put his on a leash and left him at the ranger station. How fucking embarassing. Then we went to bed and made sure the zipper was in the up position.
We slept surprisingly well without any mattresses or anything. we woke up and got ready to go clamming. We had brown sugar poptarts for breakfast. Clamming was delayed because Tony locked his keys in the car. Luckily the window was rolled down a little bit so we fiddles around for an hour or so and finally lifted the keys safely out the window. Then we finally went and drove to Pt. Whitney which is only about 10 minutes away. We got down there and saw the friend's of mine and said hello and then we got our limits in 10 minutes. So we took the clams back to site and washed them and put cornmeal on them so they would spit out the sand and clean them out. We ate some lunch chicken quesadillas and sandwiches I think. After that it was probably 11am so we decided to take a drive. I wanted to go to Seattle first but tony poo pood that idea. But we headed out north anyways. After driving a bit and seeing the ferry that went to Seattle we decided to keep driving north to Port Angeles to take a ferry to CANADA. So we drove to port angeles and for to the ferry and we got in line to get on because we didnt have reservations. We were like # 11. We got the the ferry at about 12 and it boarded at 12:45 so we waited for a while and were anxious to see if we would get on. Time came around and we were one of the last 3 cars to get on. It was close. We had the dogs and set sea for a hour trip over.
Pooeey. Time is up.
To Be Continued....