Dairy Glen Campout – Blue Moon weekend

We had so much fun at last year\’s Dairy Glen campout that we decided that we should do it again. I looked on the 2012 calendar for a weekend when there was a full moon. Lucky us, Labor Day weekend was just that. Friday night was last day of August and a Blue moon (second full moon of the month). We booked Saturday and Sunday night to camp. With the Monday holiday it gave a little time to relax before going back to work.

Turned out to be a great weekend.  I headed over to Coyote Hills around 2pm on Saturday. Team Vandy was already there setting up their tent city. Steve had to ref a game so they would leave and come back later. I set up my tent and started to get the campground ready for the weekend. Camp stove, Ice chest, food box. Frisbee, oh and dont forget the bike! Around 5pm Team Downing showed up fresh from a Cal football game. Team Vandy came back and we settled in for pizza around the campfire.  And sure enough, that full moon rose over the eastern hills and illuminated the night sky, just as planned.

So the first night was \”men\’s night\”, meaning the women folk chickened out and went home (two miles) to sleep warm in their beds. This, while the men stayed warm by the fire late into the night. We did do a night ride up and down heart attack hill, mostly to get a view of the Dumbarton Bridge. Coincidently, the bridge was closed all weekend for earthquake retrofitting, so seeing the empty bridge was a rare site indeed. Somewhat eery, considering some 50,000 cars used it everyday. Eventually we put the last piece of wood on the fire and called it a night.  I won\’t kid you. That first night was a bit frosty. Woke up twice to put more layers of clothes on and really didn\’t sleep that well at all.

Up early Sunday for a bike ride! Nothing like starting our ride right at the park! We headed out to the bus stop at low tide and placed an American Flag out on the rocks (and old ship wreckage) that are always under water at high tide.  The plan was to have the flag sticking out of the water and waving in the wind at high tide. Goofed around a bit more then headed back for a campfire breakfast.

People came to visit on Sunday! All the wives came back. Al and Debbie stopped by. Tim and Linda stopped by. Eventually things settled and it was just the creek trail riders and their women. In late afternoon we headed back out to the bus stop to see how the flag was looking at high tide. It was pretty cool to see old glory blowing in the wind way out in the water. I wonder what people will think when they ride by and see it. It definitly looks cool out there.

Sunday night was a much better night. Not as cold, and the girls were all there! Steve bbq\’d some chicken and we ate like kings. Smores for dessert and all was well in the world. I learned my lesson from the night before and really prepared for bed, and slept like a baby! 

Up early again Monday morning and took it nice and slow eating breakfast and packing up.  The bonus of this camp trip is that the house is only 3 miles from home.