I have been trying to get my wife to go camping since we were married, and she has always been opposed to it. I use to try to explain to her how free and relaxing it could be. I would tell her of all the fun camp stories I had as a result of camping with friends during college. That did not convince her. But for some odd reason she wanted to go camping after we had a full blown, terrible-two's, tantrum throwing, toddler! Despite the fact that her first camping experience would be with a TODDLER I was still very much excited.
Look at the picture above. Do you see the excitement in her face!? That was a proud moment for me as a father. I felt that my planning and preparation had paid off. However, this was probably around 11am the second day. Eleanor was like this non-stop for two days and in the second day it progressively got more intense.
WHY WE CAMP
When I think of camping, I almost always think of Thoreau's Walden. I believe those who have camped always yearn to return to a sort of life that forces one to strip themselves of the superficial aspects of life. Each activity or chore that you do without some device to coddle you along the way insures that you will take more time doing simple tasks. Family members and friends immediately take on responsibilities and roles because of the necessity for everyone to chip in. Even Eleanor helped out with gathering twigs for the fire!
"Most men, even in this comparatively free country, through mere ignorance and mistake, are so occupied with factitious cares and superfluously coarse labours of life that its finer fruits cannot be plucked by them." - Thoreau