One sunny morning in August, Jamie's grandparents arrived to pick him up for an overnight camping trip. 

Into the car they loaded his sleeping bag and back pack, two pillows, clothes, his water bottle, 

  a flash light, and books. Granddad loaded Jamie's bike on top of the pile along with a bag of toys. 

After all the packing, Jamie said goodbye to Mom and Papa and his dogs Shilo and    

  Mai-le. The campers began the drive to Glacier National Park. 

After a block Grandma turned to Granddad.   

"Turn back! We forgot the sand toys and the life jacket." 

 Jamie waited in the car until Grandma returned, waving his beach bag. 

Once again, they were on their way to Glacier National Park.

"This is not the road my mom takes," Jamie pointed out.  

He was only five years old, but very interested in directions and travel.

"We're trying my route. Something new and different," replied Granddad.  

He winked at Jamie's reflection in the rear view mirror. Jamie turned to look out the window. 

"I really want to get some jello. When can we stop at a gas station to buy jello? " Jamie asked. 

"No need for gas stations or gas," Granddad replied without hesitation. "We need to shop for groceries."   

Granddad was eager to get supplies and to settle into a camp site. 

They made a quick stop at Super One in Columbia Falls to buy all kinds of camping food.  

Jamie picked out   a four-pack of lemon-lime jello. In the cereal aisle, 

 he used Grandma's cell phone to say goodbye once more to Mom.

Then the campers drove straight to Glacier National Park.