I, like any other PNW-born-and-bred human being, love a good camping getaway. And why wouldn't I? I'm also a big fan of kombucha, family members with REI memberships, and very large trees.
But even so, when my mom announced to the family early last Fall that her marathon of early-morning campsite procurements had yielded not one or two, but FOUR family reservations planned across the course of Summer 2021, I have to admit... I felt a little intimidated.
Until I remembered, of course, that my all-time favorite summer past time - just ahead of Camping - is Reading as Many Books as Possible. That's when I realized that this was actually an opportunity for a very unique blog series.
So while the world is opening up again in a joyous middle-finger at the (hopefully, blessedly) retreating back of a global pandemic, I figured I'd keep you up to date on where I'm going, and what I'm reading while going there, especially if said places I'm going are the kinds of places with a fire to roast mallows and a home with several (years-old, broken) poles holding up its duct-taped tarp walls.
And the first trip I took, took place just this past weekend.
Where we went: Camano Island State Park
Camano Island is a little North of Seattle, and around a two-and-a-half hour drive from Tacoma. Coming home was even easier, at two hours, and that's including the I-5 closure that had us pivoting to take 405 instead. Contrary to what you might think, this excursion doesn't require a ferry ride, as you can easily drive the full distance.
The Island has plenty of things to do, including ziplining, axe throwing, and a highly-regarded brewery. A local cafe also serves what we were told were some of the best cinnamon rolls in the whole state of Washington. The campgrounds themselves, though, not only feature densely-packed trees and views of the water, but also a day-use area with plenty of space to park and spread out along the rocky beach for some wading.
Recommendations: stay away from the too-steep, too-thin trails that run down to the water, and just take your car... not only will you be sparing yourself a potential twisted ankle, but you're also going to want to be able to haul some kind of awning, a few camp chairs, a cooler, and whatever water accessories you need.
Unfortunately, because this weekend saw record highs throughout Washington, we didn't get all that much done beyond the campgrounds: sitting in the shade and spending time at the beach made for the perfect ways to beat the heat!
What I packed:
The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie (Flavia de Luce #1), Alan Bradley
Emperor Mage (The Immortals/ Daine #3), Tamora Pierce
Dangerous Tides (Drake Sisters #4), Christine Feehan
All three of these books were chosen with a purpose: two are specifically to fill spots in my Book Bingo - "Mystery / Crime" and "One of Two Books in a Series," the first two respectively - and the Romance is one of many from my big box of Paranormal bad boys. I figured that after a bit of a lagged start, I should actually pay a little more attention to all those plans I made back in May, and try to get some of those to-do list items checked off!
What I actually ended up reading:
I actually finished Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie, by Alan Bradley
Okay, so to be clear, I've attempted to start this read at least three separate times sometime in the last year. I liked the writing style, I liked the characters, I'd even liked how directly it jumped right into the conflict. And yet, it kept getting shunted aside in favor of other novels that managed to hold my attention just a bit more completely, until as a result of three separate attempts, I'd only managed to make it to about page 50.I'm going to be updating things with a full-length review later on, but for now, I'll say I absolutely enjoyed this one, and my only detractions come from something small and dumb and unnecessary that really yanked me out of the story somewhere in the middle. Just a small anecdote shared by one of the characters, which could have easily been omitted or swapped for something different, that really just set off alarm bells for me in a moment.
But like I said, more on that later.
I got approximately halfway through Dangerous Tides, by Christine Feehan.
Out of all of the books in my Paranormal Romance box, this one came out as almost absurdly daunting, for a pretty singular reason: a mass-market paperback with about 360 pages in it isn't all that rough from jump... unless, of course, the font being used is among the smallest I've ever seen. I even checked my paperback of Scott Lynch's Lies of Locke Lamora, and I think the fonts between the two are pretty on par. Especially because some of the Romances I've read most recently were pretty short, the denseness of this one kind of sent me for a loop.Trip Highlights:
What I'll finish off before our next camping trip:
Have you been able to do any traveling this June? Do you enjoy camping? What sort of reads have you been starting your summer with? Let me know, in the comments below!
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