Father’s Day Camp-out
I love Dis’ Fam. It was a last minute trip so we took the only campground that offered tube rides and seemed fairly family friendly that we could get. It’s been like 17 years since I went down the Guadalupe River, and some things have changed. But even with beer bongs, tents stacked together like woodstock, a radio blaring something different out of each one, and no grills left free, we got to fall asleep looking at the trees overhead, hearing locusts and the leaves move.