So, camping with my family was a lot of fun! Who knew? It helped that there was a really nice bathroom/shower facility. It turns out that the place I've gone camping with my friends is classified as a "primitive" campground (no showers, sinks, soap, or flushing toilets - that sort of thing), so this was positively luxurious.
We didn't see anything truly remarkable; the highlight of the trip was having a butterfly land on my hand and lick me for upwards of five minutes. Apparently, sunblock tastes good. Also, butterfly 'tongues' are cold and wet, like a microscopic puppy nose. It was a really strange feeling.
The trip back is a little hazy; I was once again dramamined to the gills. I blinked, and the four-hour car ride was over. Niiiice.