When Summer arrives, my thoughts lead to one thing, camping!
I have so many fond memories of my childhood summer vacations. Before I met my husband, my idea of camping was staying in a well-equipped RV at a really nice campground.
My dad was, and still is, a very smart business man. As such, we were very fortunate to be able to take so many trips. Every year we went to Florida at least once. Sometimes it was during the summer, other times we went during Christmas vacation. Sometimes both! I wish I could share some of those pictures of those trips here, but alas, they are not digital and I have to scan them all. (Hmmm….I feel a winter project in the works!)
Some of my favorite memories were when we went to Disney World. I remember as a child how I hated going inside The Haunted Mansion. It terrified me and my brother would always do something to make me jump and scream!
I loved visiting Sea World…I think it was favorite place. Seeing the whales and dolphins fascinated me, but I could never convince my mom to sit down front. She didn’t want to get wet during the show! Oh well… Looking back on it now, going here several times when I was young helped to shape my desire to live near the ocean. Not that I can swim or anything…I just need to be near the water as I find it very soothing.
Other family vacations throughout the years included Tennessee to visit the Great Smokey Mountains, Mackinac Island, MI, the Amana Colonies in Iowa, Pennsylvania Dutch Country, Hershey Park in Hershey, PA, up north to The Wisconsin Dells, and even further up north to Hayward, WI to see the World Championship Lumberjack contests.
As you can see, most of my childhood was spent on the Eastern half of the U.S. After I married, I moved West, first to Arizona, and now, California. Since 1992, my husband and I have traveled all over the west on our vacations. But the difference this time is we camp…in a tent!
What a shock to my system! Here I was, used to the finer amenities of camping (my husband referred to that as my RVing years) and now I’m roughing it! Although, I must admit, I put my foot down and demanded there be a real toilet wherever we go. Or, at the very least, we take a toilet with us. Well actually, we take more than that. I always say, “We are not heathens! We camp in style!” We pack all the best things from home, just using camping gear!
One of the most memorable experiences was at Yellowstone National Park. I think the picture below says it all:
Nothing like having a buffalo next to your tent!
Oh and before I forget, we create a huge traffic jam, when my husband took this picture:
He was less than 10 feet away from these bad boys! That probably wasn’t a good idea since it was the “rutting” season!
My favorite Camping photo is when we went to Pismo Beach. It’s my favorite place in the whole world. The photo below captures it all for me:
I will say that my husband taught me the true meaning of camping. We have had so many adventures than I can count. I know that there are so many more to come. I hope to share more photos with you soon as we are off for another adventure in August. I am so excited, I think I am going to burst! I am going back to my favorite place in the whole world!
Happy Summer Memories Everyone!
***I have written this piece for a group on Facebook that I recently joined, GBE 2: Blog On. Interested in more…click on the picture below to take you there.