Well, I’m back!
I had a really great 5 day vacation… and I can’t say I am thrilled to be back! I think maybe a day or two more would have been perfect. But isn’t that always the way?
We go camping up in the Berkshires, Savoy Mountain State Park in Florida, Massachusetts. The same place I’ve gone with my family since I was a wee little fetus in my mamas tummy. So needless to say, this place holds a special place in my heart and I truly feel at home when I go there.
This year, we got a cabin, because Joel decided he wanted be “luxurious” he is a true Glamper. But thats ok! The cabin is super fun too, and without the hassle of setting up a tent. The boys (Adam & Drew) brought their tent, and there was *just enough* room to set it up on our site.
Ok, onto the photos!
Here’s Joel sweeping our cabin.
Inside the cabin was 4 bunk beds, a table & chairs (which we moved to the porchy part), and a wood stove. The weather was perfect and we didn’t need the stove at all.
If you turn straight around, this is the view :
That is South Pond. There’s two swimming holes here – South Pond and North Pond. North Pond is a hike, or drive down the road and has a beachy area, changing rooms, lifeguard, all that. South Pond is my pond of choice, it is right amongst the campsites, is smaller, and full of wildlife.
Note to Dad – I caught 6 green/brown salamanders here, but when I hiked the South Pond Loop – I found two bright orange ones! I haven’t seen those in years!! I was excited
We went swimming… err… floating on our floaties plenty and enjoyed the cool water and warm sun. The pond is kind of on a peak of the mountain, so it feels like you’re in a puddle on the tippy top of the world, you can’t see anything above you but sky.
Back at the campsite, time was spent cooking, eating, and cleaning up after eating.
Adam was our main chef and made some most excellent pancakes for breakfast. I picked some wild blackberries on my long walk back from the bathroom and tossed those in. Mmm!
I did some quality whittling to get the perfect marshmallow roasting sticks.
Joel was really good at sitting in his jammies by the fire. What a mountain man!
Drew liked to be at the highest possible elevation to brush his teeth.
That is what we called our Cooler Cave. Those rocks create a perfect shady cave to keep all our coolers cool!
We were so lucky to have Adam’s jeep with us. The road to Tannery Falls is treacherous! It would have been completely impassable by Joel’s little Ford. With the jeep we climbed right over giant rocks and through big ol’ craters. Its a little scary how much worse the road gets every year, but somehow I like that it keeps it not a super busy place. There are no signs, no visitors center, you just have to know where it is, and be able to get there!
Once to the trailhead, it’s a short but steep climb down to the falls.
It seemed as though these woods took a real beating during hurricane Irene. A lot of the stairs had been washed away a bit, and there were so many enormous trees down. It was a little eerie!
This is the small side of the falls.
The tall side of the falls.
I’m a super pansy and haven’t climbed the falls since I was a kid. Even then, I would just like… sit down on my butt and slide up the thing. I’m not a climber by nature, heck no.
The clearest water ever. This stuff tastes like heaven, too.
Because I’m not an adventurous climber, I force Drew to climb everything for me.
Since as long as I remember, people have left little rock structures around this place. I call them Fairy Houses!
Sometimes, they are super elaborate and tall. It’s a real talent!
The next day we all went to Mt. Greylock. For some terrible, crappy reason – the stairs up to the observatory were closed! But we still had some beautiful views.
So. many. tiny. tiles!
Joel and I went adventuring later, and found this gorgeous bog up the street from our campground.
We did a few good hikes and lots of walking otherwise. Its weird that the thing about camping is how much work it is. The everyday stuff – going to the bathroom, washing dishes, cooking meals, taking out the garbage… everything is an effort, and yet somehow it’s fun. By the evening you’re tired and its dark, so all you can do is just sit down, watch the fire and relax. We had zero cell service as well, which was SO nice. You think you’d hate it.. but by day two, the cell phone is tucked away in a far away bag, you don’t even need to check it. You have no idea what time it is, and sometimes, you’re not even sure what day it is. And the best part is is that it doesn’t even matter!
When we were relatively sure it was Sunday, we packed up and said goodbye to our little cabin.
The drive home is always its own little adventure because we stop off at all of the gift shops. Nearly the entire drive is along the Mohawk Trail, so the gift shops are all about Native Americans, and local maple candies, etc.
Oh, and bears.
I really loved that stuffed bear.
And so… that was my camping trip! Lots of water, dirt, and fresh air. Spending time with my favorite people, and just enjoying the summer!
You wanna come next year?!