I was Brown and now I'm Wight: Camping Take 5: Hornby Island

Cole took off the first week of September and we headed to Hornby Island for one last family camping trip of the season. We were there for 5 days and because it was September, not many campers were left. Hornby Island is a really cool little community- suuper suuper small and very hippy. It was really neat to see. Everyone was very friendly. It started to pour our first night (thankfully Cole had prepared tarps ahead of time) and continued to pour our whole second day there. We went on a hike, took a long nap in the afternoon and contemplated going home. We're not scared of camping in the rain but with a small toddler it gets messy fast and we only had that week to spend together and thought maybe it would be better spent at home. But the forecast said the rest of the week would be bright and sunny so we stuck it out and the forecast was right. Nothing but sun the rest of the week.

We enjoyed beautiful beaches. I enjoyed a wonderful afternoon nap with my girls every day. We sampled some of the locally grown produce in our dinners. We also ran out of there early the last morning. B must have had enough camping for one season because she cried the whole last night. We were up at 6am packing up and drove away at 8am. Nothing like a crying baby all night to help motivate you to pack up well before check out time.

My favourite story from the whole trip was B and K playing out on the "road" in front of our campsite. I heard K scream, "HELP! BECCA! TRUCK!" I came over to see B sitting on the road and K with her arms around her. She had tried to lift her little sister off the road to safety but she was too heavy so instead she stayed with her arms around her, obviously very scared, until we came to help. There was a big van driving down the road towards us (quite far away at this point and very very slow) but all K knew was that there was danger. She knew you got out of the way for vehicles and you could get hurt. She didn't want to leave her sister even though she was really scared. I almost wanted to ask the driver to stop a minute while I got my camera to document the moment, it was so sweet. We told her she was a good big sister and did the right thing calling for help.