Our bishop offered to let us stay at his cabin for a couple of nights. We weren't quite sure what he meant by "cabin" but we were hoping something along the lines of:
We were game for anything. I pressed Ryan to ask what kind of cooking there might be, and what we would need to bring. Is there electricity?
As it turns out, we were way off the mark. Their cabin was part of the Suncadia Resort, and is nicer than our house. Plus, it was furnished.
And we went for a walk.
Ryan's dad is away from home doing a continuing education class for a couple of weeks, and since the cabin had enough room for a small mob, we invited Kim for the second night.
This is how I took the bike chain back. And I now get to confess to my bishop that I broke his bike.
It was a very nice couple of nights. If only all cabin camping was this nice. :)