Camping...its a wonderful thing
Growing up some of my most favourite memories are those of family camping. We would most often go to provincial parks a few hours away from our home with a number of my aunts and uncles and cousins. We would spend most of our days on the beach, playing things like volleyball, keep away in the water or riding the waves. We would bike around the camp ground in the evening and sit around the campfires all night. I loved these weeks and think my love of summer started at these events. I never considered that this wouldn't be something that would continue in my life. I figured if I ever got married, we would continue to make camping a priority in our summers. However, when I started dating and began to hear my boyfriend (now husband) talk about sleeping in tents and how nasty sleeping on the ground is, I began to lose hope in this being a forever tradition. As we continued to date, I learned of his love for campfires and then later his love for cooking over the fire and I thought to mys...