In 1995, my parents decided to take the trip of their dreams, but this wasn’t any ordinary vacation. Rather, they grabbed my sisters (an 8-year-old and a 2-year-old) and me (6-weeks-old) and took off for a week long camping trip in the Glaciers.
Fresh Brewed: Camping Advice from a Coffee Snob
I’m a coffee snob. I’m also a lover of nature, camping, and all things outdoors. There’s just something special about how that bit of caffeine can make a sunrise just a bit more enjoyable.
From Cornfields to Campgrounds: A First Foray into the “Wilderness”
By the time I went on my first camping trip as a grown adult, college-educated person, the laundry list of things that had kept me away from camping throughout my youth had grown to excuses.