You have a way with words. I could actually picture what you described in great detail. My description would have been a brief comical short on how Panic Girl went camping with A.D.H.D brother and survived to tell about it. I just got home and I can still smell the scent of campfire on me. It rained 70% of the weekend, but didn't bother me in the least. I actually went and played Bingo by myself while camping so I had some great exposure therapy. Also won a few dollars playing bingo. Now to unload the car and get everything put away, then I have flower beds to tend to.
Well this brought back memories. Tents full of mosquitoes and hard ground. Cold mornings and trying to get wood to burn under the shelter of my hat in the rain. It also brought memories of that first coffee and fog filled calm morning with the sound of loons. Fish jumping, disturbing the water. Muskrats like little steam boats coming to a chirping sound out of curiosity. Quiet, so quiet you can hear the wood in the fire and the water boil. But mostly no rush to do anything.
I remember planked fish. (a fish nailed to a piece of drift wood with a shingle nail pounded in with a rock and stood by the coals to bake) Standing on the shore with a casting line wrapped around a coke bottle as a reel, no rod. Twirling a red devil around my head and casting it. Lakes with more fish than people so you could actually catch one and were allowed to keep it. Wood smoke. Paddling across a lake with the rain coming down and almost too much wind to be out there. Mostly I remember having no cares and sleeping very well even if it was on the bare ground. Canned beans, Kraft dinner and Liptons chicken noodle soup never tasted so good. Ashes in my tea. But the best was round steak cut into little squares and stuck on a willow to roast over the coals raked out to the side of the fire. The bark from the willow thrown on the coals for the smell of it. Well I'm too old to do that anymore but sure glad I did it once upon a time.
Now I just want to put the boat in the water and try for a fish. I figure if I go during the week there might not be too many people. It won't be like paddling my canoe up Cracking Stone Creek with no one around but it will still be good.
Such memories, sigh, back to reality, I have weeds to pick this morning.
I love camping....and I'm going camping sometime next week when I'm on holidays. However, my "camping" is in a park model trailer that has flush toilet, full fridge and stove, microwave, A/C, queen sized bed, and satellite TV.
I brought my tablet camping because there is wifi here, but is very slow. Using my cell phone now and a stylus to type. Last night was chilly. Rainy today. But its so peaceful and relaxing.
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