A week before Labor Day, still riding high from my camping-related good spirits from the Grand Canyon, I thought it’d be a great idea to go camping. Unfortunately, so did everyone else in Northern California. All of the campgrounds within a 150 mile radius were taken. Or so I thought…
I entered the wrong town by accident on the ReserveAmerica.com website and came up with Castle Crags State Park. It’s about 180 miles away, but a straight, quick shot up Route 5. Close to scenic Mt. Shasta, it was the perfect spot for a weekend getaway. Best of all, it wasn’t overcrowded — the trails were relatively quiet and we even saw some deer!
For one of the dinners, we had a very similar couscous meal that I had with SP at the Grand Canyon, except this time we also cooked chicken thighs, a la last year’s Big Sur camping trip. The next night, JY and NK whipped up their camping special: sausages with rice, beans, and corn. Quick, easy, filling, and delicious.
We hiked. We ate. We drank. We watched the stars in a grassy field. It was wonderful. Before we headed back home, we took a detour to McCloud River, home of three waterfalls and courageous chipmunks. Seriously, the chipmunks had no fear! Anyway, the McCloud waterfalls were gorgeous, especially the middle falls. I was tempted to take a dip, except that the water was 50 degrees! Submersion up to my knees was about as brave as I got.