This was definitely a family vacation to go down on the books. It was definitely an adventure!
We wanted to leave our house by 9am. This would give us plenty of time to drive to Kinzua, and put on the lake to paddle to the campsite before dark. We didn't get out of bed until 9. And we pulled out of our house at the wonderful time of 12:45 pm. :) We were having fun.
We headed towards Indiana to catch route 422. As we were coming into Indiana, the Heathens announced that they needed a restroom break and I really wanted a cup of coffee. We went under 422 and headed into Sheetz. Then we stopped at WalMart to pick up something we had forgotten before we jumped back onto 422. Now we just had to watch for route 119.
The Asst. Zookeeper and I haven't seen each other much this summer. We've both been too busy with various things. We had a great time sitting in the truck and talking. We love road trips and we actually had a chance to talk.
We were paying attention to road signs. No 119 in sight. But we kept talking and driving. Around Butler, the Asst. Zookeeper calmly announced that he thought 119 was back in Indiana. Oops!
Finally, upon arrival at Kinzua, we set out to find an open ranger station so that we could purchase our launch permit. We found several stations - all closed. We decided to cross our fingers that they wouldn't tow the truck away while we were on the water.
We headed for Dew Drop, one of the camp grounds on the reservoir. Got our site and unloaded the tents. With the amount of rain that's fallen up there, it was a mud pit. We headed to WalMart for the few other things we had forgotten, assuming we would buy dry firewood at Lowe's on the way back to camp.
Funny thing about the Lowe's in Warren. It doesn't keep the same hours at the Lowe's in Johnstown. It closes earlier - which meant no firewood for the first night. The Heathens voted to have junk food for dinner. After eating themselves sick on lunch cakes, we crawled into the tents and passed out for the night.
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