No kidding. I’m so not kidding! I hate it with every fibre of my being!
I think the reason I hate it so much is that I wasn’t exposed to camping as a kid. My mom and dad were more golfers than campers and, as a result, my single camping trip as a kid consisted of a tent trailer sojourn to Northern Ontario to be eaten alive by black flies and mosquitos.
In fact, the most vivid memory I have of that tour was that our tent trailer was in one site and our friends were in another. Being the youngest, by a long shot, of 3 I was sent to bed….alone. The other site was next door but I was all alone in the tent trailer in our empty campsite.
Eventually I fell asleep, curled into the fetal position. No doubt crippled with fear. I awoke abruptly, on the ground! I guess those old tent trailer thingys were not really very well designed. I must have slipped between the tent bit and the trailer bit and fell through! My dad, who slept naked (ew!) came flying out of the contraption and found me lying there stunned!
I suspect that this could be a contributing factor to my hatred of camping.
Later, as a young adult living in Whistler, I was forced (yes! forced!) to try camping again. This time we hiked for miles and miles in the most gorgeous wilderness on earth to pitch a tent, find firewood, boil water, eat crappy food and collapse, exhausted. But no matter how tired I was from the hike, I never slept.
I’ve bitten the camping bullet over and over again because I want my kids to like it. I have also managed to avoid, like the plague, camping invitations on many occasions. Everyone knows I hate to camp.
There is even a running joke among many of my friends that if I am going camping they will not because if I’m camping it means rain.
Yep, it rains when I camp. Awesome hey?
The last time I camped was in Squamish, BC. Alice Lake to be exact. It was when the husband hadn’t been voted off the island yet. Alice Lake was a catastrophe! It rained, of course. It was cold. The ex hated it because it was a commercial camp site (with toilets and showers) and not wilderness-y enough for him. I hated it because it required me to sleep in a tent among other things.
To make matter worse, on the way there I got my period! It makes me shudder to think of it. Like I didn’t hate camping enough? Now I had to deal with cramps too!? Not to mention the myriad of other issues that come with this particular affliction.
I #$@%& camping!!!!!!!!
This year I bought a tent.
I know, I know, stupid right? Why would someone who hates camping buy a tent?
I have a plan. This year we’re going to Tofino on the west side of Vancouver Island. For anyone who has not heard of Tofino it is one of the most insanely beautiful places in the world. The air is so clean there you feel light-headed!
The last time we went we stayed in a condo. I loved that condo I’m going to miss that condo.
The reality is, I can’t really afford a condo in Tofino right now. It’s not on the “needs” list. So, we’re going to camp. (shudder)
Here’s my plan. I bought the big tent. I am now going to buy a camp cot for me and some sort of inflatable thing for the kids. (maybe the camp cot can double as a beach chair!
If this doesn’t work I don’t know what I’m going to do. My kids love to camp (weirdos) and I love to be with them.
We’re not going til mid-July. I have plenty of time to get my head around this, right? uggg.
The upside (because I’m all about the upside) is that the last time we went there the images I took were spectacular! I love the scenery and we’ll be coming home with a lot of beautiful photos.
I promise to share both camping experiences and photos with you!