Prineville Reservoir

Had a blast camping on Saturday night! Went to Prineville Reservoir with the Merritt's and Papa and Co. We borrowed a 3 person Sea Doo from a coworker, think we might buy it, and enjoyed our weekend on the reservoir.

We got up there and unloaded around 1pm on Saturday. Our first picnic spot wasn't ideal. It was the former boat ramp. But what do you expect, this isn't a natural lake. We were just limited because we wanted a lake that accepted water toys, and we needed two camping spots next to each other, and while I made reservations a month out, everything was booked, so I took what I could get. Next time we will plan better.

Anyway, we had a blast. Morgan was in the water and shoveling dirt the whole time, and Raegan was in a good mood too. The SeaDoo was a blast, and Matt, Steve, and Papa took it out, and with the three of them on it, were able to tow one of them on a tube fast enough to go too fast, and send Papa to the ER. He ended up with just a back contusion, so got doped up on Vicodin, but when they yarded him out of the drink his life jacket was rolled up and wrapped around his neck, and his back took a beating, and once he got on shore he had the shakes pretty bad and would get shooting pains down his hands, so it was a precautionary measure to send him in and make sure he was okay. After all, he is 55!

Anyway, the SeaDoo has a lot of power, and was fun. Camping was fun except for the group that came in at 11pm and started slamming doors, which caused Morgan to wake up and start screaming for an hour. She has never screamed louder, so that was a lot of fun. My girl was so tired that she was crying with her eyes closed, but I couldn't settle her down. I started talking to her to get her to wake up, so that I could settle her down, and she started asking for Poon (Cooper) so we had to go outside and look at him in the backseat of the truck, and that resulted in a 20 minute stroll around the campground with no flashlight. I could somewhat make out the road, but then I freaked myself out that there might be a bear or a big cat lurking and I couldn't even see it, so we stuck close to our camp. Anyway, she eventually went back to sleep, but Saturday morning I was pretty pooped.

We got a great picnic area for Saturday and pretty much had a beach to ourselves. Morgan found this even more fun, as did the dog. We set up the easy-up shelter, and vegged. Papa was feeling sore but better. He forgot to tell his lady love, Cynthia, that we were going to the lake, so neither of them brought swimsuits. They just sunbathed. Alexsandra was in the water the whole time, as was Morgan again. I would put them both in the tube (it has the solid bottom so that Morgan could just stand in the middle), and I'd push them out and then pull them in. We did that for a long time.

Anyway, we had a fabulous time and were completely wiped out by the time we came home. It was in the 90's the whole time. Fabulous weather, and no mosquitos!

Speaking of Cynthia.... She was a really nice lady, and she and Papa seem to really enjoy each other. She has an arm-wrestling handshake, but other than that, no complaints. He seemed to be happy.