We went on our third annual interior camping trip to Charleston Lake Provincial Park this past week. Last year we stayed at Hidden Cove, and this time around we returned to Buckhorn where we stayed our first summer here. Both are canoe-in sites with hiking trails behind them.
We set up our tent at 501 rather than 502 which turned out to be shadier and a direct path to the out crop of rock that serves as a landmark of Buckhorn.
This camping trip was much more laid back than usual. Normally, our days are riddled with hikes and paddles, but this time around, it was reading, writing, and napping that took place most often. We enjoyed tea and espresso made on our camp stove while away, making for a most comfortable stay. I became quite accustomed to powdered milk in my tea by the end of the trip!
I enjoyed working on the plot line and excerpts for a creative writing project I’m starting, writing postcards, reading a David Bach book on finance planning and starting a Diana Gabaldon book Yehuda had given me after I finished reading Susanna Kearsley’s latest novel last week. The joys of summer reading!
It was lovely to sit on the rocks by the lake, listening to the lapping water and the wind in the pines. There were owls at night and loons calling across the lake. Five days away were not enough! I am eager to return next year to savour the sights, sounds, and beauty of Charleston Lake.