Happy Monday from beautiful Clearwater. Yep, we’re home. Actually we got home on Saturday night and then MacGyver pulled a surprise out of his hat because he had some plans for us all on Sunday so it was a very, fun-filled, jam packed weekend which I’ll probably split into two posts rather than one long one like this sentence.

I have tons of pictures and things to share with you so I’ll just dive right in.

In case you aren’t familiar or haven’t seen the cabin, this is what it looks like:

There’s a lot of land surrounding it.  I know because I’ve mowed it. a lot.
It’s pretty desolate in the area where it’s located. It’s all recreational land and most of the people come out to go mudding or to shoot.

We built our own shooting range on the property but there is a community area to shoot at too.

We go to the public range occasionally but mostly when we leave our camp, it’s to go driving around in the jeep or on the motorcycle or the ATV’s. We usually go visit friends or go riding with them. Hank is known as the four wheelin weenie because he loves it more than anyone.  Jeep or ATV, he doesn’t care as long as he’s on wheels.

In spite of all the mud, I manage to get a little bit of glam on. We’ve got an outdoor shower and I’ve got a battery powered make up mirror and all the essentials. MacGyver and kid ridicule me constantly. I don’t care, I will tweeze my eyebrows while you play in mud!

When we woke up on Saturday morning it was beautiful and cool. I couldn’t wait to go running.

That may seem a bit chilly considering that when I woke up the day before it was in the low 70’s and humid, but it wasn’t chilly it felt awesome. And as usual, regardless of the temperature, I almost always wear shorts and Saturday morning was no exception.

Apparently there were two other runners who wanted to go running with me.

Boomer was so excited he bolted out of the door. Hank was a bit cold so we had to put his jacket on first but once he was dressed he bolted out too.

One of the best things about the cabin and my own trail is that dogs are always welcome and I don’t have to worry about traffic or other people or off leash dogs.  It’s what my dreams are made of. (P.S. Don’t tell MacGyver I said that because he’ll try to move us out here permanently and I’m not sure I have the self-control to deal with limited television and internet. Um, yeah No, I’m sure I don’t have the self-control.)

When the internet goes down, I be like

I managed to run 8.1 miles on Saturday morning and considering the trail is a little uneven and mostly grass dirt and some muddy hills, that’s not too shabby.

Boomer got in 1.2 miles and Hank rallied for 2.4. Over the course of the day they put in an additional 3 to 4 miles what with all the chasing frogs, lizards, flies and the quick moving food that passed by their noses. By the end of the day we were all exhausted.

On the way out we headed over to the mud hole to check out the late Saturday action. I have to say, unspoiled Florida landscapes are beautiful. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a mud hole in the middle of a swamp or a hollowed out stump in a sea of grass and blackberry thorns. It’s just beautiful.

We got home late Saturday night and pretty much passed out.

On Sunday morning I headed out for a quick 3 miles and then somehow convinced MacGyver to go shopping with me. That was a mistake because he wanted to come home after 20 minutes. I wanted to stay out all night because it was cool outside and I got the chance to wear winter clothes and a new outfit that I’ve been dying to wear since I bought it in September.

After only two stores MacGyver lost his shit and refused to shop anymore so we had to go home. It was still early and MacGyver had some other ideas about what to do for the day but I’ll share that with you tomorrow.

So now it’s your turn:
When was the last time that you went camping?
Do you prefer camping or glamping?