On Memorial Day weekend, Gwendolyn and I decided to spend the time camping. We were worried as the weather reports weren’t looking too good. We decided to go ahead and brave the weather and if it got really bad, we’d just head home. So off to Lake Livingston we went on Saturday. Surprisingly there were a few campsites available when we got there, so we were able to pick out a nice spot that was a little secluded. We spent most of Saturday just getting camp set up and resting. All day it seemed like it wanted to rain but never did. That changed however. While we slept the rain decided to come. It really wasn’t that bad, and it would just rain and on off. By the time we got up the rain had pretty much stopped.
Sunday turned out to be a beautiful day! We ended up renting a canoe for a few hours. We had a good time out on the lake in it. It was my first time to go canoeing while Gwendolyn is an old pro at it… so she says. Before our canoe time was up we decided to head to the swimming area and jump in the water for a bit. I have to say it was pretty fun. I can’t tell you the last time I actually went swimming.
When we got back to camp we decided to make some dinner, as the weather started to look dim again. Sure enough, as soon as we were done, we knew it was going to storm any minute. I was trying to clean up the dishes, when suddenly I heard a loud clunk in front of me in the bushes. I blew it off as something falling from the trees. I start to walk back when I heard a few more, and saw some white thing on the ground. Then another and another. I go in for a closer inspection and notice that its ice! Then it all starts coming down! Gwendolyn and I run into the tent and are amazed by how much hail was coming down! Not only was there a lot, but I have never seen hail so big! They were at least half dollar sized. And hearing those things hit the tent was awesome. It was a constant bombardment of hail hitting the tent, like fireworks going off. At first we had the tent totally unzipped so we could see, but it got the point where they were flying in the tent and the tent was getting soaked that we had to zip it up. The whole thing was rather amazing.
Monday morning was cold and wet. It was no fun packing up wet stuff, and definitely no fun unpacking it and drying it out. But overall it was a great camping trip and experience, that was 100x better than the first time we went camping. 🙂
Here are the pictures.