We had one final summer outing. Well, I say "final," but when you live between two lakes, you never know what may happen. Anyway, Jason's aunt and uncle invited us to camp with them at the White River Bull Shoals State Park this past weekend, and we happily obliged. It was a beautiful camping area directly on the White River! Gorgeous scenery! We enjoyed sitting at the campsite, feeling the cool breeze off the ice-cold river. We could not, however, enjoy swimming in the 55-degree, frigid flow. So, we packed up mid-morning and went down the road 2-3 miles to Bull Shoals Lakeland Corps park. There, Corwin and Ella (and me) enjoyed a little tubing.
We also enjoyed the crystal-clear water. Because of all the rain we've had this late in the summer, the swim areas and parking lots were flooded. So, we swam in the parking lot--literally. It was actually nice because you had a very clean, comfortable bottom to walk and play on. Corwin spent more time UNDER the water than on top. Owen even got adventurous and began trying to swim underwater. Ella threw rocks and swam around in her life jacket and swim ring. My kids thoroughly enjoy the water. I, too, enjoyed a little time of floating on my air mattress. Ahhh.....

Because this is a State Park, there are several programs and educational opportunities offered every day. We chose to do a guided hike through the woods and up to a look-out point over the river. The guide was wonderful, and Corwin soaked up every morsel of information that she delivered. Information about all the different plants (most of which I considered a weed), trees, mushrooms, rocks, moss, wildflower, spiders, downed trees, bird calls, history of the Native Americans, etc.

We ate entirely too well, had great conversation, and made some precious memories. Raccoons tried to eat our groceries, until Jason thwarted their plan. Poor Cousin Jared got a terrible sunburn and had to sleep on a deflating air mattress. The men replayed every episode of Duck Dynasty ever aired. We were in awe of the thick fog that formed on the river every evening, and finally burned away around 9 a.m. every morning. It was fun watching the boats of trout fishermen going up and down the river, watching them pull a few in, and always waving hello.
It was a wonderful weekend filled with family, fun, and appreciation of God's handiwork. He has created an amazing natural world for us to live in and enjoy. I, for one, am thankful.














