I grew up camping in a green army tent. Campfires, sleeping bags, hearts, rummy, hot mocha, sing-alongs, Boggle, hot dog soup, swing in the tree, and a hammock for reading. I loved it.
In England, we had a little camper to travel through Europe. Still sleeping bags, hearts, rummy, hot mocha, pancakes. And a flush toilet. (Never underestimate it's importance.)
Then we came back to the States and back to the green army tent. Didn't like it so much as a teenager. I was more concerned with not having a blow dryer than having fun. Sorry for the bad attitudes you had to put up with, Mom and Dad.
We haven't camped much as a family, though we do own a tent and sleeping bags. But that's going to change. My parents camp a lot (if you can call their fifth-wheel with lazy boy recliners and a fireplace and granite countertops camping!) and we're going with. In July. To Rocky Mountain National Park. For a week.
I am so excited.
I want our girls to have camping memories. To love the smell of a pine forest in the early morning, sitting around a campfire at night, swinging in the hammock, and just being quiet to listen to the wind in the treetops.
And I love that we can go with my parents and have a comfy spot to get out of the rain and a flush toilet and hot water and a plug for the flat iron. (Because that's important too!)
I'll bring cards, Boggle, Farkle, and the mocha mix. And some watercolor pencils, sketch books, a knitting project, a book or ten, and some Girl Scout songs to sing.
Oh, I'm a happy little camper,
Happy camper's what I am.
Oh, I go hiking in the mud and rain,
Splashing in puddles all along the way!
And everyday is an adventure
In how to live in the outdoors.
Oh, Mother Nature really rocks!
Little happy camper's what I am,
Little happy camper's what I am!
2-3-4
Tell us all a little more!
5-6-7-8
Camping's fun, camping's great!
Oh, I'm a happy little camper,
Happy camper's what I am!
My sleeping bag's become a home for squirrels,
Oh, how it tickles when the swish their bushy tails!
I love to sing around the campfire,
Making firends and eating s'mores.
Let's hear it for the great outdoors!
Little happy campers what I am,
Little happy camper's what I am!
We have the greatest CD for Rocky Mountain National Park. It's for the road that leads from the Winter Park side of the park to the Estes Park side. It's timed so that you turn it on and then if you follow the speed limit...it tells you what you are looking at. We purchased it at the gift shop and my kids really liked it...was very interesting! I'm not sure if you will be driving around but I'd be glad to mail it to you. We have used it and have passed it on to numerous friends who have all used it. E-mail me. I'd gladly pass it on...it was kind of a one use, expensive purchase.
Anyway, I'm not a camping type girl. I love the whole idea of it but when I get there and we break out the tents, I hate it. My husband and son go frequently but my daughter and I usually bail out on the whole idea. I grew up with a cabin on Donner Pass near Lake Tahoe each summer but it had an indoor bathroom and bunk beds (and a lot of dead mice! EEEK) I just hate roughing it. :(
Posted by: Jeanie | June 21, 2010 at 12:56 PM
There's the Joanne I know! Glad you have something to be excited for upon your return! I've been praying for you!
Posted by: Sara | June 21, 2010 at 02:58 PM
Yay! Camping! I love camping. I grew up going camping in campers & an occasional tent (we thought that was fun when we were kids) & a cabin. They are some of my very favorite memories. We have done only a little bit with our family. We usually try to get out once/summer. We wish it was more. But even the little bit is worth it.
Have a great trip!
Posted by: Kathleen Jaeger | June 21, 2010 at 03:06 PM
I, too, grew up camping in a green army tent. We packed in my parents and six siblings plus myself. I don't really remember what we DID per se, but I sure did love that tent.
When it finally gave up the ghost (it was the same tent my dad had camped in as a child), we ended up with a collection of brightly colored multi-room nylon tents. The multiple rooms were nice for privacy's sake--but they just didn't have the same feel as the army tent.
Ah, nostalgia.
Posted by: bekahcubed | June 22, 2010 at 07:28 AM
I do so hate to admit this, but I have NEVER been camping. I live in Louisiana - in the deep south of La - with the heat/humidity and the mosquitoes. It is enough to get from the house (with the AC) to the car (with the AC) to the store/wherever we are going - with the AC. Camping has never been something that appealed to me, but if we lived where you do - well, that would be a different story.... I do feel I am missing out on a whole lot by choosing to stay here!!
Posted by: Kristy | June 22, 2010 at 10:35 PM
For some reason, when I saw the title of your post, the song from Seven Brides for Seven Brothers popped into my head - "Goin' Courtin'." :-)
I have great childhood memories of the times we went camping. The only time my husband and I have gone, we were flooded out. I really want to try again now that we have kids - but sometime when the weather is cooler!
Posted by: Jeni | June 23, 2010 at 07:33 PM
Yippee - everyone here in Denver is looking forward to a week in Moraine Park Campground. We will finally have more than enough bodies to fill the extra bed me ensured was in our 5th wheel! Love Dad
Posted by: Chuck Friedenstein | June 26, 2010 at 04:00 PM