The day after Brad and I returned from our whirlwind trip to New York, we went with some friends camping to Mammoth Cave for the second half of Spring Break.

The idea was to camp at a "secluded" spot where the scouts had camped the year before, not realizing that the owners had since put in a Zip-Line, provided Horse-back riding tours, Camping, Corn-hole etc. etc. At least we had water (a hose by the horses), and bathroom (one over-full porta-potty servicing all zip-liners, riders, and campers!

We all made the most out of our camping arrangements however, and enjoyed comfortable seating around the campfire,

and making good use of the camp-site owners' trailer!

We ate like kings and queens thanks to our great cooks (Brad, Mark, and Rex) who made gourmet breakfasts, wonderful barbecues, and a dutch-oven dinner which included dutch-oven cobbler (strawberry, cherry, blueberry, and apple) for dessert!

Veronica is getting ready to serve the food on our make-shift "kitchen table."

We had fun at night visiting around the camp fire, reading ghost stories, roasting marsh-mellows, and eating smores. Above, Brittney is getting a kick out of Merinda who just sat on a very sticky marsh mellow stick--one of the many things that can happen while roasting marsh-mellows, in the dark, with lots of kids, and sticky sticks lying around.  

No camping experience would be complete without an intense game of Capture-The-Flag, in the pitch dark, late at night. Rex is explaining the rules and showing everyone the "flags" (glow-sticks). 

Speaking of night, the other great thing about our campsite was its proximity to a large pond where tons of frogs and toads lived. It was an experience walking to the porta-potty in the middle of the night while the ground moved under your feet, and then hopped right out from under you!  

It is good to eat, enjoy each other's company, and share funny stories together around the "dinner table."

Because we were not quite dirty, sweaty, or smelly enough, we just had to play one more game of Frisbee Football before driving the two and a half hours home.