|2 years ago|
June will be the last month for furloughs, the Husband has to take. So at the end of the month, we are taking off. Probably tent camping. (thrill) I used to love all of that and still do to an extent, but I am at the age to where I LOVE comfort. I'm spoiled by the motor-home but that big sucker, is a gas hog and needs some expen$ive TLC. So it sits to the side of the house, while I sleep on the ground in a tent!
Plus camping is work to me. No dishwasher and I have to cook. But I am thinking, this time I am going to just bring some meat and salad and call it our meals. I want simple. I do this, because the Husband LOVES to go camping and get in touch with nature. Heck I can get in touch with nature in my backyard. We have fish in the pond, beautiful dragon-flies, various species of birds that come to visit me every morning - and I just know there is a snake somewhere in all that vinca on the hill - not to mention my cat and my dog. I even get the occasional neighbor cat, trying to "paw" the fish in the pond. I have my own little animal world in my backyard.
|my little dragon-fly buddy that watches me water every morning|
Then The Husband will want to hike - in 100 degree heat, hiking is not fun. I seem to like to sit - when I camp. I am always pulling my chair somewhere - in the shade, by the creek, over by the campfire...a chair is essential.
|hike hike hike|
We'll go for one night - and since we live in a recreation/camping mecca, we don't have far to go, to get away from whatever it is, we need to get away from...
|last year in Virginia City|
I want to go back to Virginia City again this summer. LOVE that place. This time I would love to stay over night - heck I want to live there. There is a 12 room old fashioned motel, that is up for sale. It has a world-wide clientele - each room is decorated differently and it just looks like it would be a blast to own and operate. But the deal with Virginia City is, the ground underneath. It keeps collapsing due to the web of underground mines, which makes for a real shaky investment.
When I camp, I always bring way too many clothes. You just never know...you could fall in the water, spill something sticky on you, get muddy, sweat, rip something on a tree, step in bear poop...you just never know.
Come to think about it, all I really do when I camp is move around my chair and change clothes. Fun!