I got up early on Tuesday to take pictures of our camp before it started raining again, but not early enough. The sky was an odd, rosy-pink shade which made our Big Rapids camp glow, but it turned dark again as the rain started falling once more. The pace of the quiet camp quickly changed into a frenzy of activity, campers hurrying to pack up their tents and belongings, hoping to outrace the coming storm. Soon the neon-colored raincoats and ponchos provided the few bright spots of the day. And, of course, the coupons for free ice cream at Dairy Phil's, in Claire, our day's destination.
Wandering but not lost: the tales of a life dedicated to exploring the wonders of our world.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Here Comes The Rain Again
I got up early on Tuesday to take pictures of our camp before it started raining again, but not early enough. The sky was an odd, rosy-pink shade which made our Big Rapids camp glow, but it turned dark again as the rain started falling once more. The pace of the quiet camp quickly changed into a frenzy of activity, campers hurrying to pack up their tents and belongings, hoping to outrace the coming storm. Soon the neon-colored raincoats and ponchos provided the few bright spots of the day. And, of course, the coupons for free ice cream at Dairy Phil's, in Claire, our day's destination.
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