Roy’s Garage Sell and Auction
Well, it is a garage sell and auction It is a philosophical and intellectual debate forum, too enlighten, educate, have fun, and a laugh or two. the garage is what is in my mind,what i have learn from life, sell is to exchange ideas, auction, bid by giving your opinon on subject
Well as you folks may know I went camping. It started out as
a quick fishing trip and picnic. My son and his family had been camping at the Weber
Veteran’s Memorial camp grounds up Ogden canyon. They could only stay there a
week and they had to move to one of the other camp ground down the canyon
farther away from the dam or manmade lake, the other camp ground are federal
camp groundand my senior pass would
give them a 50% discount on the camp site. One catch I or my wife had to stay
with them in the camp.
Well it did not take any arm twisting to get me or my
wife to stay , but the old man (that’s me) had thing to do back down town. Seeing
the doctors and taking care of the dog and other things. So I went back to town
and seen the doctor got some new hearing aids a load up my camping gear and
went back up for a seven day of camping and fishing.
As I settled into the camping and fishing and watched my kids
and grand kids play, explore and discover the world as I did so many years ago.
I could see myself, granddad, dad, mom, brothers and sister playing in the same old
place it was just home. Only now I am the grandpa now but there was some magic a
foot here. I was not up there when the kids move camp they move down the south
fork of the Ogden river camp grounds. Of the fifty or so camp site to chose
from they pick the one that was my granddads favorite. This was the first time
they had ever camp at or been this camp ground. I was a little surprise to be at
that home again.
My grand kid had to show the jungle maze of trail through
the hawthorn a scrub oak a cool place to hide from the sun and explore. I could
not find a way to tell them I knew each trail and had made some of them when I was
their age. That evening the grand kids’ fasces washed and put to bed I sat
there and looked into the ashes of the camp fire the thought of ashes to ashes
came to mind. Four generations have camp here in this spot I could feel the
present of my grandparents’ father, brother, sister, aunt and uncle that have passed
on and that have camped there long ago.
I don’t think we
should have washed the kids’ faces and hands that dirt was just the love and
kisses of the generations pasted.
Oh! cool muddy water bath ha! ha!
As soon as my daughter-in-law gets the picture uploaded I will
be sharing some of our fun with you. Of the many camping trips I have taken
over the years this is a special one to remember. I don’t know why just maybe
it was getting in touch with my youth or just a family gathering. Oh! cool muddy water bath ha! ha!