In a small northern town 7 hours from where I live, there is a gravel road that may seem to lead no where. However, 88km down that winding, mountainous, bumpy old logging road lies a clearing on the edge of a gorgeous lake. It is there that my grandparents set up camp every summer. No electricity, plumbing, or cell service. Surrounded only by tall pines, rocky cliffs, and a gorgeous, secluded lake system that travels on for miles.
On Monday afternoon I arrived at the clearing. After hours of driving through treacherous terrain, it was such a wonderful relief to see my grandparents' thrilled faces as we drove into safety.
I set up camp, then spent the rest of the evening enjoying a delicious meal prepared by grandma, and sitting by the campfire sharing stories with them and her brothers (who were camping just down the clearing for a few days).
The rest of the week was spent fishing, exploring the lake, picking and cleaning hundreds of fresh wild blueberries, and most importantly, spending quality time with some of the people I respect most in my life. I'm so blessed to have incredible, generous, wise, and kind grandparents. It truly was a week I'll never forget.
Here are some of the pictures I took! How gorgeous is this place, right?!