Every year, we plan to go camping, for better and for worse. We fit in a lot of hikes. Hiking involves a lot less planning (at least the way we do it). We throw a camera, water bottles, bug repellent, and a snack in a backpack and we're good to go. The dog is thrilled, the kids are thrilled, everyone is happy. Camping involves food for several days, carried in, a small stove, dry weather, and not too many swarms of bugs to ruin it. My husband is a serious camper who went to "wilderness school" where they drop you off in the middle of nowhere and you have to survive on your own for a few days. He's eaten raw fish and grass shoots. Luckily, he's not that serious about our camping trips, but we can't just do car camping. So, this year, we'll pick a date, bring lots of gorp, oatmeal and hot dogs and look forward to some great memories. If you have a great memory of camping, please share it!
(c)2010 photos and writing, Jennifer Dennis Potter
Bag, 1970s Wilderness Experience, made in CA
