Well, we made it and had a great time. Weather and health were both excellent.
Phoebe was a bit disappointed at the prospect of missing out so I ended up taking her as well and the three of us slept very comfortably in our little tent. There were about 15 other homeschooling families and we all camped in the same area of Quinney’s Bush.
We played in the river, on flying foxes (or zip-lines for our USA friends!), huge tyre swings, water slides, cooked our own camp food, sat around a camp fire in the evenings and toasted marshmellows. We studied the stars before retiring for bed and marvelled at the wonder of God, His creation and His love for us. It was a great memory-making weekend.
On the first night Phoebe needed to clarify what all the sounds were as she lay down to sleep: for instance it was the river she could hear and not rain. Before drifting into sleep she declared, “God is strong. He can kill foxes and wolves and monsters. He looks after us … and His angels”. Having satisfied herself with this statement, she was asleep in one minute.
Following are some photos of the three of us Â with our tent, eating our evening meal, and Abe and Phoebe checking on Grandad.