Some docs from Dave's work recommended a campground in Big Basin, which is about 20 miles north of Santa Cruz. It took us 3 hours to get there. 
Well actually it was supposed to take 3 hours; but with the delay of a flat tire, it took over 4. We were just so grateful that it happened near a K-mart, where we could park in the shade and go to the bathroom. Our insurance includes roadside assistance, and the tow truck came to help in less than 10 minutes.
One thing we loved about this campground was that our site (155) was so secluded. We were surrounded by woods on all sides, and the nearby campsites were blocked from view by hills and trees. We had water and bathrooms (toilets only, but they were nice) very close by. We saw tons of poison oak, but miraculously no one got it. We did, however, get lots of mosquito bites. We weren't as diligent with the Off as we should have been.
Another thing we loved was all the hiking! We love family hikes. We went on one right next to our campsite after we set up camp and ate dinner. Then we went on a 3 mile round trip hike (Sequoia) to a waterfall the next morning and a 1/2 miler (Redwood Nature Trail) the next evening. Then the kids were itching to do one last one before we left, so we redid the one next to our campsite after we had everything packed up.
Brennan, smelling a freshly cut tree. It must have fallen recently and was obstructing the path.
This is how my family hikes: the 4 big boys run ahead (they especially love to race all the downhills),
while Dave and I walk at a normal pace with Levi on Dave's back. Then the boys wait for us to catch up or run back to us if we're taking too long. Even Brennan kept up with them this time. I take lots of pictures along the way, although Spencer loves to steal the camera from me.
Coastal redwoods are amazing. They are so big and strong and can continue to live even after being burned by fires. One tree burned for 18 months (you'd think someone would have put it out at some point) and still survived. I took this picture from inside one of the burned out trees.
We stopped for pictures and snacks at the waterfall. I made trail mix because all the ones at the store had peanuts in them. It was really good.
We thought it would be bigger, since it made so much noise for the last bit of the hike. But there was probably more water in it than usual for this time of year, after that super wet winter.
The half mile hike I did with Brennan and then later that night with everyone is the most popular one. It has the tallest tree there, called the Mother of the Forest. It's 329 feet tall. It also has the oldest tree, called the Father of the Forest. It's estimated to be about 2000 years old.
One of the best things about camping is eating yummy food. We grilled hamburgers and hot dogs the first night, since that was quick and easy, and chicken and corn on the cob the 2nd night. Then we used the coals for our dutch oven dessert - cherry chocolate cake. It was so good and so easy to make. 
I invented this super yummy campfire treat. First I stuck a marshmallow onto a poker. Then I wrapped it with a refrigerated biscuit, flattening and stretching it first to make sure it completely covered the marshmallow. Then I cooked it over hot coals, being careful not to burn the biscuit. When it was evenly browned all over, I covered it with spray butter and sprinkled cinnamon sugar on top.
The outside is crispy, and the inside is all melty and gooey. Yum!!
The boys loved our nightly visits from raccoons. They came right up to us while we were sitting around the campfire. I was surprised at how BIG and unafraid they were. They eat well around all those campers. They never got into our tents, like they did to some fellow hikers we were talking to. We were sure to keep all our food in the car at night.
We packed up Friday morning and did that last hike by our campsite. Spencer started to get sick on the way home with a fever and sore throat. The rest of the boys got it after him, except for Dallin, who had it before we went. I was thankful for the timing. That would have been miserable if everyone was sick while we were there.
Can you see how swollen Tyler's eye is? We all got mosquito bites, but his were the worst, as usual. We were just grateful we didn't get poison oak again, because that would have lasted much longer.
The fathers and sons campout was a couple weekends ago. As you know I always look forward to this event. 
They went to the lake this year, and Dave said the kids were in and out of the water the whole time - swimming, kayaking and going out on the boat. 
They didn't come home quite as dirty this year b/c they washed off in the water. And no poison oak, so that was good.
Unfortunately Brennan came home early with tummy problems. He had been sick during the week and we'd really hoped he was better. My dad was planning on coming home Friday night anyway, so he just dropped him off around 10:00. Dave will have to take the boys camping another time to make it up to Brennan. And me. 
But the other boys had a fabulous time.
As you can seen from these pictures, one of the things they like to do when they go camping is make Indian face paint from rocks and bark. Except for the poison oak now covering Spencer and Tyler, it was a very successful trip. 
Our family rule is that the boys get to go once they're potty-trained, and since Brennan is successfully out of diapers, he got to go this year. 
My dad went with them this year and took my nephews Ethan and Jonah, who are visiting from Maryland.
Eating S'mores around the campfire is always a big hit. And I'm always happy to hear there were no fire mishaps.
It was a cold morning, and apparently Brennan just froze. I'll have to remember to pack warmer jackets next year.
There were lots of trees there, which is kind of amazing for around here. 
