A relaxing weekend - that was the plan. With Youth Camp having been at Beaverlac, we decided Cath also needed a chance to go to the site and enjoy the sights. So off we went - a three hour car journey, Cath and i, big Emma and little Emma in the car. 
We met Buff, Nicole, Patrick and Sarah at the campsite - they'd had a puncture along the way - that seems to happen to Buff a lot when he drives this pass - and they had already set up their tent. We forgot our camera, so all these pics are courtesy of Nicole Borwick (c)...
We set up our tent, taking it in turns to keep an eye on little Emz.
Like his dad, Patrick likes watching work being done...
It was evening already, we'd already worked a half day shift, so by the time we got there, it was supper and bottle time.
But Patrick stayed up a bit longer, watching his dad get lessons in how to start a fire.
The men.
Mom and dad take Emma off for nappies, wees and teeth.
Morning tea - vital.
Buff eats his son's breakfast - "Well he wasn't eating it!" and little Emma gives the Borwicks a lesson in how much food she can pack away in one sitting.
A rare photo of Nicole - she did most of the camera work this trip.
"I miss my comfy bed, Alan."
"My bed was REALLY comfy Emma."
Buff and I share a moment of love.
But the pressure of no tea evet two hours was starting to tell. I strangled my wife with a Kazahkstani face crush hold and got little Emma in a Clilean neck lock. 
Emma recovered quickly and was soon playing with Paddy again.
And so off to the rock pool - the highlight of the campsite.
... where we sat under the over hanging rock while the jumpers made a splash.
I carried the little tyke across the water.
The kids enjoy the umbrella's shade on the other side afterwards.
Emma strikes a pose. For Nicole, not me, yeah?
We were also striking poses. Me in lil Emma's sunhat. How cute is my daughter in her little cozzie?
Back at the camp, it was yoghurt time, or ya-ya as it is commonly called.
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