** warning…photo intensive ** A camping journal written from The Sock’s perspective.
DAY ONE
Dear Diary,
Remember me, I am the sock that was started on the trip to Mt Scott. Today we left for our camping trip. It was a typical (of late) camping trip for the family. Rain was in the forecast. But they didn’t care. They forged ahead and left after church. It took a few hours of drive time to reach Lake Murray State Park, but we finally arrived and set up.

It was getting late by the time we set up and arrived so a quick walk to the dock is all we really did.
After the kids did some running around and exploring, we had a dinner of BBQ shredded chicken and pulled pork, and chips. It smelled yummy. Night fell and it was time to retire to the camper for our nightly reading. (I am told that it’s a tradition for my “maker” to read the kids a story each night while camping). After that, Chris and Josh got to go out to sleep in the tent (their first time sleeping out there) and everyone else finally settled down for the night.
DAY TWO
Dear Diary,
Today started out with the traditional pancake breakfast.
It was a little overcast and cloudy this morning. Not so great for swimming, but perfect for fishing. So the boys headed out to the dock for some “guy” time.
But alas, the fish weren’t biting and the only thing that got caught was the family’s “dog fish”. Six years of camping and he’s always had to be dragged into the water. This year, he couldn’t stay away from it.
The skies cleared up later in the afternoon and the sun came out. We were the only family on the lake, but it was nice to have it all to ourselves.
I stayed on shore with my maker and enjoyed the sunshine, the laughter, and the creating of me.
The kids, the daddy, and the doggie all had loads and loads of fun and spent several hours swimming in the lake. The water was warm and clear. Doggie loved being in the water with the kids and the kids loved being spending time with the daddy. It was just pure joy.
All too soon, it was time to return to the campsite to start dinner. A quick stop was made to see how I was progressing.
I was pretty much done and all I needed was to be grafted. My maker started that and I heard young Jessi tell everyone, “shh…mommy is doing the kitchen stitch and we need to leave her alone til she’s done”. Yes, my maker has trained her youngest child right, even though she didn’t quiet get the word right :).
When I was done, I was allowed to hang out around the campfire to watch the meal progress. My maker started cooking the corn and the hamburgers,
and then the kids and the daddy got to roast their hot dogs.
S’mores were indeed consumed, but it was well after dark when that happened and there were no pictures taken of the ooey gooey event.
A cold front came through with the onset of dark and my maker was so pleased to be able to wear me tonight.
My maker was so happy with me. Quiet by accident, certainly not be design, I ended up being perfect. My maker didn’t plan me from the beginning just needing a diversion to the drive up the mountain and was surprised that I ended up being a match to my mate.
The kids just hung out in the camper playing games before bedtime.
I was put into the knitting bag, and my maker found a lost sock friend and decided to work on him.
DAY THREE
Dear Diary,
Our plan today was to go out on a pontoon boat. But the day started out very cloudy, windy, and cold. So, we decided to take a tour and left to go see the animal safari place. Well, we got there and saw that it would be well over 100.00 for the entire family to go through the park. My maker and the daddy decided to drive back to the campground. It was still cool and overcast and the water was choppy, so everyone was just going to go fishing while the daddy took a nap. Suddenly, the skies cleared and winds calmed a bit, so it was decided to take a boat out on the lake after all.
So, we drove to the marina,
We got on our boat only to be told that it needed a part, so we were switched to another. As we settled on that boat, we were told that water was coming into the pump (not really sure what that means) but it didn’t sound good, so we were switched to yet another boat. My maker started humming the theme to Gilligan’s Island and getting very apprehensive about the whole thing. But, we all settled in and began our outing.
My maker thought the daddy looked really cool driving the boat and he looked like he was having lots of fun too.
After we got out into open water, the daddy let all the kids have a try at driving the boat.
Note…Jessi did drive the boat all by herself and did a WONDERFUL job, my my maker just loved this picture.
Cass drove the boat like a pro and My Maker says she wouldn’t mind teaching her how to drive a car.
Chris was quite..umm…the dare devil while driving and gave me and My Maker a whole new meaning to being sea sick.
Josh showed his true ADD tendencies while driving the boat and would turn around to talk and forget he was driving. My maker said there is no way she is teaching him to drive a car.
Jac was the most cautious of the kids and slowly worked his way up to a higher speed instead of just revving and going for it. He also got the most drive time, but shhhhh don’t tell the other kids that.
And so you don’t think that the daddy just let them go slowly while driving, here’s a picture of the “wake”. We did actually go quite fast.
I had a good time watching the sights, the water, the waves, and the laughter.
And my maker enjoyed paying attention to me while the kids were driving so crazily.
She really didn’t enjoy wearing the life preserver but thought it best to set a good example for the kids who also didn’t want to wear them. Even the doggie got into the safety zone for a bit.
My maker finished me just as we pulled back into the marina and declared me done with a flourish. This shot was taken after we broke camp and headed home.
My maker needed something to occupy her hands on the way home and cast on for the next pair. As the sun goes down on this “sock-ga” the sun will rise on our next adventure as we are home for a day of clean up and then headed out again tomorrow. Stay tuned for more sock knitting and travels.
** added by “the maker” **
After going through the pictures, my husband has declared that I am totally insane. I agree

He also asked me what he owed me (or something like that) for putting up with the boating excursion. No thought required. The newest
Knit Picks needles are being ordered today.