Summer's Here! Time to Go Camping with Kids!

It was four years ago, shortly after I'd remarried, moved my kids to a new state, and we'd barely begun the process of blending together our new family. I remember it like it was yesterday: Why not take a quick camping trip? It would be an adventure! The kids would have a blast! Well, that may not have been the greatest recipe for success. ...more

My fiance and I are campers through and through, but as new parents we are starting to see the ...more

How to Hike the Appalachian Trail

Throwing caution to the wind and hiking a trail that is 2,179 miles long is not something you do lightly. The Appalachian Trail was conceived of by Benton MacKaye in 1921, finally completed in 1937 and is now the narrowest national park in the United States. ...more
I want to do this so bad!  My husband and I have decided that when our kids are older we will ...more

fab fam camping clan

What memories... We do indeed love us some Mono and Mammoth. We were all set to go back last Friday but found out that Tioga Pass was still closed. Planning on an alternate route, we checked the weather forecast and it was bellowing SNOW and HAIL and things that didn't sound like much fun to camp in. At all. ...more

Canadian, Eh?

I have a thing for words and phrases.  I love to learn a word's history and discover the story behind its origin.  Words fascinate me.  Yes...I'm really that nerdy.  I even keep a growing list of favorite words like shenanigans and nincompoop.  But come on!  Who doesn't love shenanigans?   My real fondness though, is for Canadian words.  Okay, I'll admit it's a very short list, but I love 'em just the same - words like tuque, toboggan, portaging and 2-4. ...more

Weekend Pioneers, and by Pioneer, I mean glorified camper.

Right around this time of year, every year, I get an itch.  And that itches name is, Camping.  Becoming one with nature, sleeping in a tent, cooking over a fire.  Sounds amazing, doesn't it?  It doesn't help that while sorting through the last year of pictures, I came across all our camping pictures.  I love our camping trips, mostly because there is no men allowed on them.  Only the boys that we've bore are allowed to go.  We're not sexist or anything, we just like "roughing it" on our own.  It's kind of an annual Pioneering Women weekend.&nbs...more

I think it's cheaper to eat while your camping than it is to eat at home. And you can't beat ...more

And the caravan has all my friends*

Remember when I wanted to go camping in this caravan? I think I found a better one....more

Tasty Travels in a 2CV - Hampshire to Tuscany via Bellissimo Barolo

Swordfish in a Thyme and Parsley Pesto - Prawn Crostini - Camping FoodsI’m all for fulfilling ones childhood dreams, so when my dear Sebby told me that it was his to go on an adventure in a Citroen 2CV around North Africa, I of course encouraged him, and besides, I owed him for my fulfilment by having supper at Cinderella’s in Disneyland last year... READ MORE...more

Sarah and Kate go camping...sort of.

Last night on Sarah Palin's reality show, she and her family went camping with Kate Gosselin and her 8 kids. I knew it would be a disaster, hence the reason I watched it. I just didn't realize that I would come out of it with some respect for Sarah Palin, and even more disdain for Kate Gosselin....more

Lice, Leonardo and Why I'll Never Poke a One Eyed Gypsy in her Last Eye Again *BAD LANGUAGE WARNING*

A group camping trip from 2009 remembered....with horror.... As of right now I'm not sure whether our trip was cursed, or if it's like a total group curse from which we'll only recover if we sacrifice a chicken in a blizzard - or something. It started off with me being released from work 2 hours early and heading home - thinking, oh yeah!...more

Camping culture shock: England vs. Canada

I’ll admit I was expecting some trees. Camping would be the perfect break from the cacophony of London, I needed – respite from the queues, the cost and the constant threat of pickpockets and train delays.For the peace of the countryside, I was willing to incur a few itchy welts and fall slack with my hygiene. From my tent in the shadow of the trees, I would mistake the sound of the wind for traffic, and the buzz of mosquitoes for shit electronica reverberating through from the neighbour's flat. But then I would awake to my refreshing new reality in the countryside. And I would take a long, deep breath of clean country air and smile contentedly – completely relaxed and rejuvenated. There would be little to do, other than play cards in the dancing orange light around the campfire, and perhaps cool our beer in the frigid North Atlantic sand.I had no idea what I was in for, but driving through a military weapons test site on the way to the campground was the first sign I wasn’t going to get the peace I’d been expecting....more