camping out

Reading about others camping trips can be fun and a learning experience, so we add stories we find on a regular basis such as this one. Here is a brief recap of camping out I found.

This reminds me of a time when I ‘camped out’ two doors down from my house as a kid (I think that I was about . This kid had a backyard with a couple of large trees and a dad who built him a treehouse for each. I remember how independent and rebellious we felt up there (despite the fact that this was sanctioned and no doubt carefully controlled by all of our parents). We slept in the treehouse then came into the kid’s house the next morning for breakfast, appropriately proud of our experience as woodsmen.