One evening the kids and myself wanted to go into the forest beside where i live and explore the forest at night. It gets dark early which is great and we ventured into Jackson’s Park here in Peterborough. I gave them their camping knives and a headlamp and off we went.
We followed the creek to find a good little spot in the snow along the bank to build a fire using the fallen deadwood.
Up more along the creek we found a little place that is hidden. We started to set up camp and we all had little tasks to do before the sun went down. We would wait till darkness to start the fire and hopefully nobody would see us and call the “fuzz” and report us.
As the smaller sticks started to catch we wanted to add larger wood on top. We should have brought some marshmallows for our trip into the woods. After a while and some blowing on the coals to get it to go… we had a little fire we were proud of.
The fire cracked and flickered under some large trees we camped under. We sat warm in the snow in our snow pants and the warm glow of the fire warmed our faces. It was a sweet sweet moment in the still of a winter’s night in the forest the three of us.
We need to get out and explore more as a little triangle of 3
