Two weeks ago was the Melbourne Cup weekend (won by the first ever female by the way, which is amazing), so my family and our friends decided it was a perfect time to go camping together.
We didn’t go very far from home, just down to Jerusalem Creek on Lake Eildon. We drove through scenery that looked like something our of Jurassic World to get there; I expected a dinosaur to jump out at me any second.
The lake was beautiful and vaguely creepy – it was full of dead trees, stood in the middle, and in the mornings the mist rolled over the lake, making it look almost ethereal. It was the perfect scene for Halloween weekend camping though, and everyone has loads of fun trick or treating.
We spent the weekend full on camping – no facilities, and everything was cooked over the campfire. Our meals were delicious though, and well prepared. There were around 25 of us and the kitchen proved it.
And while we there, I decided it might just have been my favourite weekend away ever. I’ve spent my fair share of time at fancy hotels with pools and restaurants and abundant facilities, but it’s not where you go, it’s the people you go with.
These people are my second family and I had the best time with them playing charades around the fire, roasting marshmallows and just talking.
The stories you tell of your travels very rarely have to do with the places you are; usually they are because of the people you are with. So next time you go somewhere, keep it in mind. You don’t need anything fancy to enjoy a weekend away.
(This post was written before changes to my blog, when all posts where categorized by “sparks”. Any and all references to Katy/Everyday/Travelling/Life Sparks or Sparkszine are as a result of this)