getting out of the city and away from all its busyness and noise.
putting the tent up… “no problem” and no help from dad.
eating hot food cooked over the fire. (Some food just taste better that way.)
being hypnotized by the flickers of the flames.
burying down deep in a warm, cozy sleeping bag on a chilly night.
a roaring fire in the morning that melts away all the frost.
staring in awe at a million trillion stars.
listening to the wind blow through the trees.
hearing coyotes howl in the middle of the night.
not showering for 3 days.
showering after 3 days of not showering.
catching a glimpse of wildlife as they pass by.
all the goodies brought and believing that the calories don’t count because you are in the wilderness.
being with my family.
Happiness is camping.
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