Camping with Family

Camping with Family is probably one of the most enjoyed forms of camping. Family camping is great because it bring the whole family together as one tight and functioning unit. In today’s fast paced lifestyle, nothing beats getting outdoors, camping with your family and enjoying quality time together as a family. Parents love camping with family because they get to spend a lot of time bonding with their children and kids love it because they get to play outside to explore, learn and really enjoy being a kid.

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If Camping: Leave Your Heels at Home

It has been nearly forty-five years since my first and only camping trip, but I remember it as if it were yesterday! My best camping tip would be, if camping: leave your heels at home! I had been invited by a very special young man and his parents. All I had ever known about camping was that there were no showers - and that there were plenty of bugs! I accepted the invitation and immediately bega

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How to Go Camping With a Reluctant Partner

My camping days began when I was seven years old, with a musty old frame tent and weather so cold the liquid gas bottles froze solid. I was not deterred; I went to the USA with Camp America when I was in my teens. I hiked up mountains with sleeping bags in backpacks and didn’t miss my hairdryer at all. So, when my children were born, I expected them to be able to enjoy the freedom and excitement

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Camping at the Bay of Fundy: A Series of Unfortunate Events

The year was 1980, the family was camping at the Bay of Fundy, Nova Scotia, Canada in a 1977 Chevy campervan. The day was beautiful, sunny, warm, safe and secure....Until a thunderstorm dropped in - and I do mean dropped. A Series of Unfortunate Events First a crack of lightening, then the thunder caught up, the pelting rain deluged.  My husband was fishing, license free, in the crystal clear w

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Be Careful What You Say to Your 10-Year Old

It is the spring of 2006 and we buy a new tent for the children to use for next summer. This is quite exciting and Graham, then aged 10, wants to try camping in the backyard during the school half-term, week holiday. This seems okay. He has slept in the garden before, as had his sister before him. He equips the tent with pillows and blankets and books and a CD player and so on and is very cozy.

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The Tornado Warning

The sky is pitch-black. It is 11:34 AM. I am huddled in a campground bathroom stall with my three sisters, two brothers, and the family dog. My sister is eleven, and she is sobbing because she thinks we are about to die, and she wants our parents to arrive so that she can tell my mom she’s sorry for misbehaving. Camping in the North Woods of Wisconsin, USA A Scary Scenario I am honestly not a

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Making the Camp Toilet

My dad taught me to camp before I was potty trained. My family went to pristine forest camps in the Sierra Nevada Mountains in the forties. We walked to springs for our water and cooked fresh trout and hash browns with onions on a cast iron griddle over the campfire. My dad’s two rules of camping were to "respect Mother Nature" and "always leave the campsite cleaner than we found it". He w

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Camping With Kids: Touring the USA

Camping with kids could be either a nightmare, or an experience of a lifetime. When my boys were ages 6, 8 and 10, I loaded them up in our SUV with nothing more than a tent and a cooler, and headed west. I knew I would be camping with kids in the USA but I had no destination, no expectations or time frame. It was summer vacation and I was about making memories. In my mind, I was going to make a bi

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The Summer I Camped Like a Hippie

It was 1972 and it would be the best summer of my youth. It was the summer I camped like a hippie. I had turned twelve that year and middle school had proven to be a culture shock for me. I had never been a hip kid. I recall that was the year I had gotten my first pair of bell-bottom pants; Mother had been apprehensive about buying them - even though they had been all the rage for years and wer

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