Still, I am a dreamer. I dream of that day when we make it through a camping trip without having to substitute a towel for a forgotten pillow. I dream of the day when my family has become such a well-oiled machine that we can set up our tent, or take it down, without alerting the entire neighborhood. Yes, I dare to dream. In the meantime, I will continue to enjoy family camping imperfection. Really, even with the raccoon invasions and leaky tents, camping is one of the best ways I have found for family bonding. With the bad, we also get s'mores, banana boats, pink sunrises, lightening bugs, shadow puppets, and campfire stories. Every camping trip gets a little bit sweeter.
I invite you to follow us on our journey to camping greatness. I am hoping that this blog can help us keep track of our favorite camp sites, meals, and camping tips. If there is anyone out there who shares my dream of becoming a tent camping ninja, then maybe you can learn from our mistakes (and successes). Since our family only camps in the summer, I also consider this an opportunity to sharpen my writing skills on a fun topic while out of seminary classes for the summer. Now, where to begin...
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