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Rain was pelting the yurt and I could hear as Eliza began to snore and Noele settled in. Charlie snuggled me up and I whispered “can you believe this is bedtime now? Just a ‘goodnight girls!’ and we’re all breathing deep?” The warm bunk-beds, down sleeping bags, and nature’s best white noise sure helped. But the reality of our kiddos growing up and into stellar travelers is obvious and fantastic.
My absolute favorite thing about traditions is how they mark the growth of our family. Our first trip to Kayak Point and Yurt Village was full of nursing breaks, nearly-2-year-old meltdowns, baby carriers, and a big girl who was almost able to make the hike down to the beach without help. Our camping bedtimes were laborious with nursing, rocking, walking, bouncing, musical beds, lights, white noise, the list goes on. Our bags were packed with unending changes of clothes, diapers, and more clothes, because muddy babies were inevitable. And now, a few short years later, they can tromp their own sweet feet up and down the beach trail several times with no complaint, we had no carriers, they packed their own bags (and did well!), both my babies are weaned, and bedtime looked like “whoa, we’re all tired! night!” And the rain put us all to sleep.
Kayak Point is just a short 60 minutes from our front door (uhmmm, unless you have a punky Siri and get led astray a few times. AHEM), and is one of our very favorite getaways. This was our fourth year going to the little yurt village, and I hope we just keep going (in fact, I really want to plan a winter visit this year!) and take over more and more yurts with our friends.
Yurt camping is the best of camping, with the relief of glamping. There is electricity, heat, and bunk beds, and a covered community area with outlets for cooking too. We were able to use griddles for pancakes, instant pots for heating up soup, and electric kettles for unending tea and coffee. But we still got to cozy up by a daily fire, enjoy being outside more than in, and listen to that rain-on-fabric sound that makes camping my favorite.
In short, it’s the perfect way to “camp” in the Fall.
There is a trail down to a beach and playground that is short, but steep, right near the yurts. The playground is stellar and fun for big and little kiddos (swings! AND a giant climbing tower) and the beach is quintessential PNW rock/ driftwood/ sand beach – perfect for exploring, combing, climbing, and play.
Another newfound freedom of travel with (slightly) older kiddos is time to do a little yoga on vacation! It felt so indulgent and just right. The weather report for our trip was. . . grim. Every hour had a 90% chance of rain, but instead? It mostly held off during the days (and was bright beautiful October sun on our last day!) and then just down poured at night.
I lived in my new prAna coat and jeans for the better part of the trip. With some yoga pants on the side, because – obviously. These are the Kara Jeans in coffee bean, they run long (but have free alterations), but otherwise true to size (for reference, I wear an 8 and a medium). This coat. . . THIS COAT, the Rockaway Coat. Not only is it the perfect shade of blue, but it’s recycled materials, and honeycomb texture, and it’s also incredibly warm! In the photos of me doing some yoga in our yurt I’m wearing the Juniper leggings. These are my go-to’s in my at home yoga practice. They’re so soft, made of hemp and are somehow magically stink resistant.
These were all perfect for packing and wearing, traveling in, and being able to keep up with climbing, hiking, yoga, and playing. I put all of these through their paces and can already tell that they’re going to be staples of my Fall wardrobe.
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