16 February 2012


Have I posted about camping before? Possibly; it's on my mind a surprising amount. So, if I have, and if you've already read about it, I'm sorry. This might be more of the same. (But then, it might be entirely different! Who knows!)

When I was a kid, my family would go camping all the time. At least two times a year. Wow, okay, maybe that's not all the time. But still, it was a big part of my life growing up, and I always looked forward to it. We did what I refer to as "real camping." We didn't pay to stay in a managed campground. Excepting the last few years, we didn't bring a camper. We mostly cooked over the camp fire. The first few things we did on arriving at the campsite was mow the grass and dig a latrine. (Well, the first few thing my dad and brothers did. I jumped in the river!)

I miss those lazy weekends on the river, where the only worry was cottonmouths. (Hmm.. That's kind of a big worry, now that I think of it.) I miss spending the day trekking from camp, to the river, back to camp, back to the river. I miss the cheap soda we bought to bring along. I miss the frustration of putting up a tent with it's stupid bendy poles that never seem quite bendy or quite long enough. I miss the early mornings and watching steam rise off the river and the fish jumping for bugs.

I've finally decided that I am going to go camping again. Camden is old enough to truly enjoy it, I think. I'm finally brave enough to try doing it on my own. (Probably the biggest thing that has been holding me back.) I know that I'm not, and Camden's not, going to have the same experience. And that's okay. It's not about recreating my childhood, right? It's about forging ahead and creating our own traditions.

Now I just need a tent! Oh, and it needs to be summer.


  1. Go for it! I love camping - alas, the BF is a really difficult sleeper, and I cannot even begin to imagine him having to sleep on anything on the ground. (Some day I sould tell the ridiculous story of his chase for a comfortable pillow.) I think I still want a tent and to go camping on my own or with friends, but that may have to wait some time...

  2. Where's your sense of adventure? You're right tho, it might be a little frosty out there now.
    I've geen aiming to ask you. Do you think Camden would like a bow and arrow set? I would be more than happy to make him one. I have made sets for my grandkids and they love playing with them. X.

  3. Have Camden face you with his arm extended towards you. measure from his chest to the tip of his longest finger (which is pointed at you). This will be his draw length. I need it to adjust the bow and to determine the length of the arrows. Is he right or left handed? My e-mail is (thebogaman@gmail.com) X.


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