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HARVEST MOON SUKKOT AT SASSAFRAS WILDS
October 10-22, 2000
This
is the story of our family campout. We are (from left to right)
Joshua (age 9), Shawna (age 7), Shalom (age 11),
Adam (age 13) Christine (aka: Mom, age 51), Daniel
(aka: Dad, age 61), and Midnight Patrol.
We arrived to glorious weather and found the camp in
acceptable condition. It appeared that everything was exactly as we had
left it as of our last visit -- including the long to-do list of
untended odds and ends that had been accumulating ever since we first
started camping here over a decade ago.
Our campsite, for those of you who are new to our saga,
is located on a remote tract of 30 acres nestled into the pristine Ozark
mountains. It is a lovely setting, snuggled alongside a spring-fed
creek, sheltered by a towering rock bluff and immersed in native
vegetation.
Below: Midnight explores the creek at the base of the
towering bluff.
Over
the years our visits have been less frequent than we'd have liked,
postponed by such things as childbirth and heart surgery. But our plans
have remained consistent: This is the place we have chosen to build our
permanent home.
This year, finally, we came camping with a viable plan
to make this happen. And that plan goes something like this...
During this visit -- which was to be the longest span of
time we had ever spent on our selected homesite -- we would prepare
everything as best we could for our return in the springtime when, God
willing, we will begin building our new house. And wow, did we have a
lot to do....
Below
and at right: Shawna, Josh and Adam take their turns cleaning our
tiny habitat.

Also under ''necessities,'' we had to fashion a
latrine...

In fact, the list of chores we faced seemed endless.
Below left: Shalom and Shawna (with mom sitting by the
campfire in the background) plant flower seeds and bulbs in the
decorative rock-garden they've prepared alongside the driveway to our
future home. Below right: Shawna ''churns'' our wash-bucket full
of window curtains with a bent-wood stick. Some clean curtains hang on
the line in the background.


Below: The Porcelain Angel we got at the
Dollar Store to be the centerpiece of the rock- garden being created
above.

Of course when you work as hard as this, you've gotta
eat! And, being as our campsite and trailer-abode are presently sans
such pleasant amenities as electricity, plumbed water, and other
''modern convenience'' stuff, all our cooking was done at an open
hearth. All the water we used for cleaning was toted up from the creek
and heated in the tea kettle over the open fire. And, all our drinking
and cooking water came from jugs we'd filled and brought from our
regular home.

At right: Lifting the cooking grate with a
forked stick in one hand and holding a tea-pot in the other, Josh makes
the hearth ready for cooking. Note the blue jeans and socks
drying on the fireside rack in the background. It's a far cry from an
electric clothes dryer --- but it works!!!
And as everyone who's ever been camping surely knows,
all that fresh air and constructive work builds a hearty appetite.
At
left: Shalom samples a bite of deep-fried catfish. Our dream is to
one day have caught our catfish in our on-site catfish pond instead of
having purchased it from WalMart.
Other campfire main-courses during our stay included:
Grilled Bratwurst, Red-bean & Cheese Fajitas with Rice, Deep-fried
Chicken Strips, Grilled Italian Sausage, Cheeseburgers, Grilled Cubed
Steaks, and Ham & Cheese Burritos.
Breakfast was usually some style of eggs, with Mom's
personal favorite being ''Egg On A Raft.'' Lunch was sandwiches, hot
dogs, or left-overs. Snacks, beverages and desserts included pears,
oranges, apples, fruit juice, soda pop, fresh perked coffee (laced with
Irish Cream), a couple of beers, cheese & crackers, peanut butter &
jelly sandwiches, milk chocolates & candy bars, cookies, cereal & milk.
Inexcusably,
we forgot to bring a bottle of wine.
As our gathering was multipurpose -- being a homeschool
excursion into various participatory learning experiences mixed with a
sampling of the traditional Hebrew holiday called ''Sukkot'' on top of
our construction reconnoitering plans -- we were blessed with the good
company of invited visitors from time to time.
Above: Shown with Daniel, Shawna and Adam are five
of the seventeen guests who visited with us over the course of our
13-day stay.
While we visited, we watched the campfire (can you see the ''fire
breathing dragon'' in the old stump, below?) and played in the
woods...


Personally, I wish I had this much energy. I'd sure get a lot more
done....

When
we felt like taking a break from it all, we'd crowd around the ''dining
room table'' and play games. Other favorite pastimes included reading
aloud. Shalom and Adam took turns reading to all of us from
Huckleberry Finn and from Harry Potter and the Chamber of
Secrets.
Midnight (pictured below, savoring a treat) found her own
favorite way to relax.

And all too soon, before we were really ready for it, the time for
this year's campout had come to an end. With great reluctance, sincere
feelings of thankfulness and a bit of modest pride for what we had been
able to accomplish, we closed the ''gate'' to our campsite...

...and are now busily making preparations for the Springtime of 2001when
we will do this whole thing and more all over again.

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