Camping at Summit Mountain

For every year as long as I can remember (and probably the years I can't remember), my family has gone camping at least once a summer on Summit Mountain. It's land my great-grandparents owned, and I found out this year it used to belong to my great-grandma's father. We used to go over Labor day weekend, but since I've been able to go on my own, I've gone earlier in the year. There's a lake up there, it's very green, there's a raspberry patch, and lots of wildlife. Jay even got to go on a hike or two.

Holly and Mia had a great time on the hikes and wandering around following anyone they could keep up with.

This was our hike down the canyon to the raspberries. Holly and Mia really enjoyed picking and eating the wild raspberries.

See? Raspberries!

Just look at the size of that raspberry patch.

A nice meadow above the lake.

Sunset from the lake.

Sunset on the lake.

Jay had a good time, too, even though his walker didn't work out like we planned. (Mia is a ham).

Holly and Mia picked flowers on the way down to the raspberries, then left the flowers on this lovely tree.

And finally, Mia with her great-grandparents. Thanks for letting us visit your mountain.