Camping 2.0

… and off they went biking along the single track…

The girls had ridden their bicycles all day. They just completed an eighteen-mile out n’ back trail named Sourdough, up along Indian Creek Wilderness, a bit north of Nederland, Colorado.

What a day! she exclaimed; I’m starving.

I could eat at least three burgers, her sister replied. What do we have for food?

Marshmallows. I believe that’s all we packed. 

Well, that puts us in a pickle, said her sister.

Just kidding, Dad shipped us out with a true spread: burgers, fixings, and even chocolate cake. All we have to do is fire up the grill. 

After dinner, the sun dipped and glowed a radiant starburst orange behind the Rockies. The wind whispered gently through the trees, and the birds and bugs chattered softly.

The girls put together a small campfire to warm their toes and snuggled up right next to each other in their camp chairs, teddy bears included.

They had brought a mix of books with them in the truck to start the evening. 

To her surprise, she had found an old-looking book squeezed between some of their favorites. Look at this, she told her sister, one of dad’s booksHe must have sent it along with us…

… to be continued… 

Thanks for reading, 

Cory

Series of Short Stories 1.0 (for the kids)

CAMPING

The best thing about summer is camping and everything that comes with it, she thought. She thought about the hikes, the orange flowers, sitting on a rock, the puffy clouds, the crisp air, the dark starry nights and of course, single-track mountain biking. High in the mountains with you and our yellow tent is precisely where I want to be, she told her sister.

Well, let’s go, her sister exclaimed! What exactly do we need? she asked.

Two bicycles, a tent, some marshmallows for food, and maybe a snuggly teddy bear or two for nighttime, she said. I think that’s about it.

And off they went.

When they arrived high in the mountains, the girls pitched their tent between three big trees. It was a perfect spot with a view towards one of the fourteeners. They unrolled their sleeping bags, placed each teddy bear in their respective snuggly spot and proceeded to check out the scene around their campsite.

This is relaxing defined, she told her sister. This is adventure defined, her sister replied. They both laughed. Want to go biking, she asked?

Well, of course, sister answered, why else would that trail be there?

They put on their helmets, grabbed their adventure bags and off they went, biking along the single track.

(the end, more later)