Thanks to those that have paid the ultimiate price for our freedom the family had plans for a camping outing this weekend. We booked what had to have been the last available RV site in the state and our itinerary was booked for Twin Harbors State Park near Westport. In order to depart on Friday I had to close up the tent (we have been "camping" in the driveway off and on since April 15th because the girls love to sleep in the tent trailer.). I also had to load it up with all the essentials for the weekend. This took me the better part of an hour and the entire time it was raining near Kingston as hard as I've seen it rain in a long time (not quite like DryFlyLarry's hardcore rain and hail storm photo, but pretty nasty rain). Hitched up the prepped trailer, loaded the girlies and off we go. There is construction less than 1/2 mile from my house and while sitting waiting for the flagger I joked to the wife..."I sure hope that I remembered the key for the trailer"...knowing full well that I keep the key in the truck almost all the time. (I said almost and you can already see where this is going.) Drove about four hours, in the rain. Set up the camper, in the rain. Could not find that key I joked about because the magnetic box in which it resides was taken out of the truck for the Yakima trip a month ago and it is sitting right where I put it in the drawer of my desk. No worries, I'm on the high road, we are all enjoying a long weekend and I can improvise. I simply positioned a picnic table at the side of the trailer so I could have the family step up and I could lift them over the locked door that is about two feet long and normally, when properly unlocked by those that know what the hell they are doing, forms the step up into the trailer. Of course the full height door attaches with cam locks and velcro but opens outward, so it can't be of any use except to secure us inside when we are done for the night. I cooked dinner in the BBQ grill box, in the rain. I'm saying in the rain alot, but I really don't mind, it is pretty warm, mid 50's and the girls are all dry and happy and waiting for some camp chow. Cooking on the grill is a joy and doing it in the rain is not all that bad either. Getting rave reviews for the chicken and beans is a huge plus. About now is the time that the misses realizes that this last available spot in the state does not have a fire ring. After putting the kids to bed we turned in early ourselves since there was no easy way to create a bonfire that could be seen from space, in the rain and in the small box shaped BBQ grill. I'll have a better plan in the morning. It rained like crazy all night Friday night. Saturday started as rainy as the day before, but around 10 it slacked off, the sun peeked out and we headed out on foot for the beach, about a half mile away. The locksmith arrived just as the rain ended and sun came out. Best $97 bucks I've spent in a while to fix one of my classic mistakes. Now we could get back to our long weekend. We got to the gorgeous, wide open beach after crossing a couple of big dunes and everyone had seemed to forgotten it was all wet and soggy. We spent a couple hours roaming the beach as more and more beachgoers started to appear on foot, in SUV's and everyone was taking advantage of the sunshine. In rolls the grey, now more rain. I'm impressed that all three of my ladies are not fussing at all about soaked clothes, sand sticking to everything and a ten degree temperature drop as the rain arrived. We played a lot of indoor games but as the rain lightened up we played outside for a bit and the girls found some time to climb a tree or two in the crowded campground. I got to cook two meals on that grill outside, in the rain. I did get it really going though and had more than enough serious wood coals that I could pull some out and share with a neighbor that was having a really hard time getting his fire going in the rain. His was blazing in no time. They had a couple of young boys and their boys and our girls were not letting the weather dampen their spirits and they played with all the toys both groups had brought. It rained all night long, sometimes very hard. Great for sleeping! Sunday we tooled around Westport, in the rain. Spoke with a couple of chater boat places that I've used before to see how fishing had been. Slow but steady, worst weather they have seen in some time they both said. They were impressed that my girls were having a great time camping in the rain. Might have been a different story in tents, but the tent trailer really took great care of us. (Yes, the heater worked well and even allowed some of our wet stuff to dry overnight). We got one sunbreak that coincided with the raising of the flag for the Memorial Day Celebration in Westoport. The local Fire Ladder hoisted Old Glory High at the circle near the high observation tower at the end of the main drag. There was a brief ceremony that allowed us time to tell the girls about the reason we celebrate Memorial Day. Sunday night it rained like crazy from about 5pm until the morning. I got to cook our last breakfast at camp, in the rain. The ladies prepped the inside of the trailer and I got the outside stuff packed up. Then when the time was right, all ladies into the rig, dad buttoned up the tent trailer, in the rain. The misses came out to help with the final touches and latches and to make sure that we were not leaving anything behind. Off to Westport for the day. The rain tapered off to a light mist off and on and just dreary grey between mistings. We walked almost every foot of elevated boardwalk and dock. There were so many things to see and do despite the gloomy weather. After we walked off breakfast and built up a lunchtime hunger we hit the One Eyed Crab for some great lunch. Stuffed we headed for home. I just finished scrubbing the exterior of the tent trailer for all the scum and road spray, then popped it back open so that the misses can work some laundry and inside cleanup magic tomorrow. We have to get it ready for the next outing. I hope you all had as great a weekend as we did.