My Empowering Trip to the Porkies

Wow! I'm sitting here trying to find words to describe how wonderful and healing my camping trip was. I feel so new, fresh, inspired, empowered, and just great.

I had already told my sister-in-law Jocelyn before we left for the trip that I wanted this year to be different. I wanted to be more involved and take part more and take after her spirit of living in the moment and taking life as it comes. And with her influence that is exactly what I did.

The first day, we braved the cold of the Lake, and it was, for lack of a better word, AWESOME. The water was very calm and we could walk out pretty far.

Here we are in the Lake. The looks of joy and happiness are real!

THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN!

The next day we did a 14 mile hike. That was my first time doing such a long hike in one day. It wasn't a hard hike, just long. Physically I have no issue doing such a long hike, it's the mental aspect. I get bored easy, and always want to go on to the next thing. But, I lived in the moment the best I could, and it was just wonderful.

This tree seat was awesome. :)

Here I am sitting on the tree growing on a rock!

On Saturday (yesterday) I did a 4 mile hike (some did longer) and Jocelyn and I went back to the beach. We didn't go in it like we did before because the waves were a lot bigger, and it was too cold out to really brave it again. We looked at rocks, and enjoyed walking in the water.

This was supposed to say "Fearless" oops. :)

And to top it off, was this gorgeous sunset over the Lake last night. I could have stayed and watched it and listened to the water all night. :)

It was such a wonderful weekend with family. I hated to see it come to an end, but am so glad to be home with my hubby and kitties. And I feel very refreshed and so full of life. This world is such a beautiful place and we don't take enough time to just enjoy it. That is something I am going to work on doing more.

Love and Peace,

Katie Bug

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