My First Camping Trip – Green Mountain Reservoir
survived loved my first camping experience ever! Camping is an item I’ve been majorly wanting to scratch off my 30 Before 30 list, partly because I suspected I’d enjoy it and partly because I was ashamed of myself as an outdoor-loving, Colorado-dwelling 28-year-old that I’d never tried it.
We camped at the Cow Creek North campground right on the shore of Green Mountain Reservoir, about 20 minutes north of Silverthorne, CO. Car camping was an excellent way to ease into the whole camping thing, and this spot on the edge of a gorgeous reservoir was beautiful even with other campers nearby.
We joined our friends (who’d been camping there the night before, too) on Saturday evening and kicked the festivities off with a sunset boat ride. One of my friends brought her family’s water ski boat to the lake that weekend, which I think is a key ingredient for having fun at Green Mountain. Without it we probably would have sat on the banks feeling jealous of the others having fun on their boats.
After a delicious campfire dinner and a few s’mores (tip: if you’re camping here be sure to bring your own sticks or marshmallow roasters as there aren’t any trees in the immediate vicinity) washed down by too many beers, we called it a night. I was surprisingly comfortable sharing our little tent but SO HOT. I’m pretty sure I could spend the night in Antarctica in my sleeping bag.
One perk of camping is that you tend to wake up and get going pretty early (at least we did). I love the beauty of the morning sun in Colorado and was so happy to take it all in.
We broke down camp while waiting for the sun to climb higher in the sky. Then, it was time to water ski. I was beyond excited because I grew up living on the water and water skiing frequently over the summers, but hadn’t gotten to do it in years. I was a little nervous that I wouldn’t be able to get up, but after a couple of tries it was like riding a bike.
I had forgotten just how exhausting waterskiing could be and wore myself out pretty quickly but loved every minute of it. Green Mountain provided by far the most epic surroundings in which I’ve ever water skied. There was even a little rainbow in my spray that followed me the whole time. I spent so much time gaping at the scenery that I’m surprised I didn’t fall.
After waterskiing, there was time for one more “first” for me before leaving the reservoir: cliff jumping! There is a series of cliffs at the north end of the lake that are popular for cliff jumping. The lowest (where I jumped) is around 25 feet while the highest might be more like 40 or 50. A crowd gathers on and around the cliffs, with boaters and other onlookers cheering on the jumpers. I ventured up on the cliff by myself but was totally tickled to hear “Go Lauren!” not only from our boat, but from complete strangers floating nearby. So I went.
It was totally exhilarating. Feeling totally satisfied with my weekend of firsts and exhausted from the skiing, I was more than happy to head home. We stopped at Q 4 U barbecue in Frisco on our way home, which was delicious enough for me to forgive the spelling of the name. It was a wonderful weekend with a great group of people, and I’m happy to say that I’ll go camping again in a heartbeat!