Anytime I see a picture of Whiskeytown Lake, I feel peace. It feels like home and there is something so comforting about it. It's part of me.

When I was growing up, I would look forward to going to Whiskeytown for months and as soon as we came home, it seemed I was counting down the days until we could go again.

I loved playing in the trees and in the lake with my cousins and staying up late playing cards with my grandma and aunts and uncles.

As I have become an adult and have a family of my own, Whiskeytown has changed for me, but it has made me more grateful for my parents and all that they did to keep the tradition alive. Sometimes, I question if it is worth all the time it takes to pack up my family to camp in a tent for a week or listen to the "how much longer"s on the 5 1/2 hour drive to get there, but as the sun sets over the lake, I feel peace. I feel at home and I'm glad we made the trip.
The kids love to go to Whiskeytown just as much as I did when I was a kid! Here are a few highlights from this year:
Sterling and Katie set up "The Amazing Race" for the kids.
The kids had a blast!
My mom found a baby dear on one of the little islands in the lake, so we took all of the kids out to see it.

It was so cute and really fast! I also learned that dear can swim! I had no idea. (Hey Melissa, can you email those pictures you took out on the island?)

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