Kris Dohm
Quiet Nights
I first went tent camping on my honeymoon (we were college students and it was cheap!) and I fell in love with it. We camped for the next 30 years or so taking our babies and as they grew into teens we often included their friends on our trips. It was an ideal vacation. Hiking, fishing, boating and swimming kept us all busy. Everyone helped with dinner prep and cleanup - cheerfully even - and nights were spent around a campfire. It was almost always quiet in the evening. Away from the city we could see the stars. On rainy nights we could listen to the downpour in the dry comfort of our tent playing games by the light of a lantern.
Though we no longer go up north to the woods, we often pitch our faithful tent in our backyard and camp with our granddaughters. For some reason breakfast never tastes as good as the ones made on the campstove. The kids call it "Camp Ama".
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