There is talk all over the bloggy world of camping trips and I choose to live vicariously through all of them, let me share with you Why I don't camp...
3 glorious trips have cemented my distaste for the great outdoors
Camping trip #1-
Eric and I took an over night trip to a local campground one cool crisp fall day, armed with food and a nice pup tent, we arrived, surprised to have the whole camp ground to ourselves, ya see Eric had convinced me there are less bugs as the weather cools and campsites are less crowded...until 2am, while all toasty and warm, when no less that 8 truck loads of whooping and Hollaring shotgun shooting hooligans showed up and surrounded our tent their truck lights shining into our lil pup tent...I was MOR-TEE-FIED-SCARED-TO-DEATH!!! They eventually left...as did we...it would be several years before I would agree to camp again
Camping trip #2
This camping trip Eric promised me lots of bugs and people meaning summer time camping and lots of PEOPLE was good since our last camping trip-theres safety in numbers. I was 8months preggers with Jessica and we were taking Abby and Reese on their first camping trip. At the time Eric owned a small ford ranger, so we loaded it up with food,a futon mattress(I was 8 months preggers-don't judge), 2 pup tents and fishing poles and headed to Lake Spavinaw. Let me say I am not an expierenced camper-oh sure I camped as child BUT my parents took care of all the details, I just made sure I had my swimsuit and maybelline great lash mascara- a girls gotta look good...
Anyways our first day was wonderful, fishing and enjoying the great outdoors, we cooked on the BBQ grill sang around the camp fire then headed to bed, Eric into his solo tent and me with my futon and Abby and Reese shared a tent...I do not remember the time-it was late though, when I heard noises, someone SOMETHING was stealing all our food, so I whisper Erics name, thinking he was up for a midnight snack, no answer, I call again louder, I hear him in his tent...so IF he is in his tent WHO or WHAT is in our food...our food that we left out on the pic-nic table, yanno stuff like bread,chips,marshmellows etc...
Finally he hears me and he peeks out his tent-then I hear
grab the kids and lock yourself in the truck...you don't gotta tell me twice...the truck was behind the tents and the door of the tent opened facing the truck, easy peasy...only thing...I couldn't see what was going on...have I mentioned Eric is BLIND without his contacts...
That night Eric wrangled with a small bear according him MORE like a raccoon according to me and the critter won, they got all our food and Eric lost a contact...fun times fun times...who knew you needed to
cover protect your food...
Camping Trip #3-
The straw that broke the camels back...OR the camping trip that Georgie vowed NEVER again...
We left on a beautiful sunny summer day for 5 days of camping with the kids at Cedar Lake in Oklahoma-my car an eagle vision had just met an unfortuante demise-someone set it ablaze in our drive way all that was left was a shell, we had a small rental and Eric somehow thought taking me camping AGAIN would ease my mind-we had progressed to a larger family tent after the great bear/raccoon debacle a few years back.
We arrived to cloudy skies and only a handful of campers, smart, very smart campers that owned RV's...it rained that night, everthing we owned/brought was soaked-we all slept in that tiny(think geo metro tiny) car that night-the next day, determined to not let the rain win-Eric drove into town for supplies,rope to hang-line dry the clothes and bedding, more food, a tarp in case it rained again and BEER...
That evening it started raining-it rained all the next day,raining so much that all the water that had settled on the tarp had started to tilt the tarp, tilting it so much that it poured right into our tent on our sleeping heads and bodies...I cried A LOT...
The next morning after 3 days of rain we packed up thinking we fought the rain but the rain won...as we pull out of the park what do we see? THE SUN...
And that my friends is why I do not camp...
My confession for today: This is why I have never encouraged Abby,Reese or Jess to join cub scouts or girl scouts or GOD FORBID campfire girls... I FEAR the camping trips