Early Saturday morning we packed up the truck, hitched up the Airstream and hit the road. Six hours later we arrived in Sandpoint, ID (from Seattle). Our campsite for the next ten days would be at the Bonner County Fairgrounds. I can see how in summer this place would be super busy! The amenities here included water and electrical for all sites. Two sites had full hookups (read: dump out) and those were #30 and #31. If you plan to come in summer, make sure to reserve either of those two spots. The bathroom and showers were immaculate and the grounds were well maintained. All in all we were quite happy with our spot here!
It was our last night glamping with our Airstream at Fort Worden State Park. Around 2 am we awoke to winds howling and rain pouring down. I’m glad we were smart and put the awning up before going to bed. Have you ever had to put your awning up in the middle of the night because of strong winds and heavy rain? Not a pleasant experience, that’s for sure.
While the boys slept in, I took Oliver for a walk up to Fort Worden to get an up close and personal look at the historic buildings and also get a feel for where the movie “An Officer and a Gentleman,” was filmed. I also thought about those crepes I would make for the boys when they woke up . . .
It was day three of our Olympic Peninsula Loop which meant, two more days before returning back to reality of corporate America (insert sad face). We enjoyed a breakfast of chocolate croissants, coffee and hot cocoa. With maps spread out over our morning table we began analyzing how our day would be spent.
“Can we go to the beach mommy?” B asks me pointing to Rialto Beach on the map . . .
Hubby and I looked at each other — “Yes! Let’s do that.”
And off we went . . .
“B? What would you like for breakfast tomorrow?” I asked him as I peeled off layers upon layers of wet everything: socks, pants, shirt, ski gloves, coat. Ahhh, the joys of skiing. All the wet gear that comes after — and not to mention, where to put it all? Lucky for us, we have a nice shower on our Airstream that doubles as a drying room for all of that wet gear. I love that I can hang it all up (extra large suction cup hooks are my best friend in that shower of ours), shut the door and know that the next morning, it will all be dry and ready to go for another round of skiing and snow play.
What a silly question. “Crepes mommy!” — “Then crepes it is,” I replied. “Mommy, I love you so much.” My sweet boy. To make him happy, makes me happy.
Crepes have been a staple in my family for as long as I can remember. My brother and I would stand at either side of my mom at the stove as she would cook up these tender, delicate crepes. We kept intense track of each one with our eagle eyes as she would flip them onto the plate making sure we would have our fair share.
The next morning I whipped these up in no time. We had some leftovers so I happily delivered them to a darling couple we met at the ski park RV lot who are fellow Airstreamers. It was a 1962 Bambi and I was so honored to be able to step inside. What made it even more so special? This Bambi had been passed down from father to son. He said he remembered the many wonderful trips he took with his dad on this Airstream. I think that is just so special to be able to carry on a family tradition in this way.