Jenelle and Jonathan chose this past Friday and Saturday to open the camping season. They packed up the car with the cooler, tent, sleeping bag, air mattress, Dutch oven and accessories, etc. After noting that there was no room in the car whatsoever for a baby and her car seat, they headed west to the Pacific coast and Oswald West state park.
Oswald West is a very special state park. Its thirty campsites are all 0.3 miles from the parking lot, which means there is some walking to do before you can set up camp. Fortunately, the park provides lovely, bright blue wheelbarrows that the guests can haul their goods in. The weather was good, and Jenelle and Jonathan had a lovely time.
The big question that loomed was how their new tent would perform. Actually, not so much how would it perform, but how would it fit in a campsite. They had purchased the tent to accommodate their growing family. However, when they first set up the tent at home, it wasn’t clear if the they could accommodate the tent, as it filled most of the living room. Jenelle named it “Snuffalufagus.” Jonathan called it the “Tent-Ma-Hal.” It is officially a four-person tent with a large, screened vestibule on the front half of the tent.
As you probably know, tents this large are banned in many small eastern states because they take up a disproportionately large amount of land. In the end, Snuffy fit just fine and was very comfortable. Imagine, a tent that Jonathan can stand up in!
On Saturday afternoon they went to the beach at Hug Point and flew Jonathan’s kite.
Reasonable people may wonder how a husband could be so mean and selfish as to force his pregnant wife to go camping, and even make her do the cooking. For the record, the camping trip was a result of Jenelle’s repeated requests to go camping. Besides, she is only 7.75 months along. Additionally, diligent genealogical research has revealed that she stems from good nomadic stock.
