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Wet camping trip? Try dutch ovens and lemon squares!

Camping is becoming a ritual for our family (now that we can put the kid to work!), and this year we battled Mother Nature to prove it.

Everyone always kids in a totally serious way that summer doesn’t start around here until July 5th, but at my brilliant suggestion we bit the bullet and went camping anyway.

Just to give you an idea of the weather we faced, here’s a headline I read when we got back: “Summer squall downs trees, knocks out power around region.”

And this: Seattle’s total rainfall for June so far is 2.78 inches through 5 p.m. Saturday – which makes it the eighth wettest June on record with still a week to go.

So, we left in a downpour and hoped the worst had passed through. Foolish, yes. Because where we headed ended up with .63″ of rain Friday, .3″ Saturday, and then voila! on Sunday, the SUN came out for us to pack and get the hell outta there before we all grew mold in our private areas.

Our friends fed us martinis and abandoned us left early, halfway through the weekend, which just goes to show it’s all relative because in Juneau, Alaska, yours truly was the prissy camping princess.

It helps that the Hubs is true Alaskan and can tie up tarps at 100 yards. We also ate well and constantly. Here’s his set-up. He’s #1 on the local hunters’ most-wanted camp cooks list…
That was our entertainment, sitting under tarps and watching the Hubs make stew, roasted chicken and braised short ribs.
In case you think I did nothing but growl…
(Ok, probably a fair amount of growling was heard while I sat by our additional, illegal campfire because I was scared if I went in the tent I’d never come out!)
I’ll have you know that I pre-measured ingredients to try to make lemon squares, baked in a Dutch oven. We had nothing else to do, so we were zesting, juicing, stirring, patting, and baking. Granted, I forgot the powdered sugar, but it tasted pretty decent in all our sogginess. Yes, life gave us lemons and we made lemon squares!We couldn’t keep covered enough out there. But, the surprise Jiffy Pop was a huge hit and went pretty well with wine in a box.Like I said, the sun did come out Sunday, thank goodness, so we kept our sanity packed easily and hung stuff out to dry at home.

Ok, Mother Nature, now that you waterboarded us from the sky we’ve paid our dues, all the rest of the summer camping weather will be splendid, right?!

A camping princess can dream, can’t she?


Do you have any tips for camping in wetness?? Would your family stay or pack back up?

On A Beach Walk in Puget Sound

Did you see the Supermoon this weekend? We in the Seattle area actually did, thanks to a rare, cloudless night.

Along with this up-close-and-personal full moon came higher high tides and lower lows, kinda like my PMS’ing a normal teenager, but with weather.

So, won’t you come along with us on our -3 low tide walk in Kitsap county?

It seemed like the low tide took some critters by surprise. We found many of these needlefish or whoever you are, fish that are needly flopping around on shore, near the water’s edge.
The Kid spotted this little guy on shore, gasping for water, I presume. It’s a nudibranch, or known locally only in my house as “Squishy.”Before falling asleep that night, the Kid said, “Mom, I miss Squishy.” Awww. No, we don’t get too attached to anyone around here… *ahem*

Along with Squishy, we found a gunnel which looks like a baby eel but isn’t. The Kid put water in a shell and took these guys on a walk since she wasn’t home and could now be helpful. Gunnel and nudibranch, sounds like a great reality TV show, right?What do many PNW’ers think of when you say super-low tide? Clamming, of course, a sport I’ve never tried I know, don’t faint. But we did see many razor clams peeking out, or necking out, or drying out, or sunbathing, or whatever clams think they’re doing. What are they doing?? Contrary to what you may think, you really can’t spontaneously decide to go clamming. The Hubs tried. Clamming barehanded, not recommend y’all.
Gotcha!
I even recorded his attempting to get this clam by hand. Kids, try this. You will never win, unless you count breaking off the clam’s neck accidentally not saying this happened to us

Of course, the humans weren’t the only ones having a good day. Becca went dog-crazy, got the yippe-skippies, barked at strangers, almost ate no many ducks, sniffed otter tracks, ate rotten crabs, shells included, and best of all except for the stink and me having to bathe her later, did this:She was plum tuckered out by the end. Like the rest of us after hours of sun, sea and fun.We let her lie; she was a sleeping dog, after all.

Did you locals go out at low tide this weekend? Find anything cool?