We arrived at the park and found our
Chopped some wood...Got a fire started...
"See the fire Aunt Tate?"
I think it's easy to say Dillon enjoyed this, just a little. =)
The next morning we all woke up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
The guys went fishing and when they got back Tim was missing. He was dropped off at the bathrooms on their way back and was not feeling well. He was a trooper and tried sleeping it off. Paul decided to lay down to take a nap with Izzy and by the time we got back from a walk around 11:00am Isabelle was now throwing up. Great. We decided it was best to load up and head home because Erin Thompson wasn't feeling well either. So while Ty, Paul, and Erin Carol loaded our three days worth of goods Tim was vomiting in a bush, Isabelle was throwing up every 5 minutes, and Erin and Dill were laying down in the truck. Things weren't looking good. So to make this
long very long story short (if that's possible) 7 out of the 8 of us ended up getting sick with the flu. Dillon had gotten sick on Wednesday night before heading we left camping, but was fine Thursday and Friday. Apparently the bug was still around and the "plague" spread through our camp like a wild fire (no pun intended). Paul and both Erins were sick by Saturday evening and I woke up with it Monday morning. There was a case of the swine flu in Whitman County reported today, but not to worry, we're all feeling much better and back to our normal selves.
The night and half day we got to spend camping were great. It was a bummer to be cooped up sick all weekend with such gorgeous weather, but now we've found a new camping spot and will have to plan our next trip soon.