My Love/Hate Relationship with Camping

We went camping near Vail, CO a few days ago. We found a beautiful spot in a meadow a little ways off the dirt road that leads to Piney River Ranch, a place we'd been considering as a possible wedding venue.

Camping spot near Lower Piney Lake trailhead

We had all the right gear. The drive was stunning. Luckily, Eagle county was one of the few in CO without fire restrictions so we were able to build a fire. After a fireside dinner, a chat with a friendly, drunk visitor who wandered near our campsite, and a s'more, it was time to go to bed.

Supermoon

Camping feast! Fish & herbs and veggies wrapped in foil and cooked in the fire. 

Camping feast! Fish & herbs and veggies wrapped in foil and cooked in the fire. 

The Next Day

 

Why I Hate Camping

Frost on the side of the tent

  1. It. Is. Scary. Once I am able to stop being afraid that a bear is going to come into our campsite, pull us out by our feet, and rip us to pieces, I start being scared that a nearby camper happened to notice two young(ish) girls camping by themselves and is going to come back and kill us in our sleep. Paralyzing fear is not really conducive to good sleep.
  2. The ground is hard. We bought sleeping pads. It's still hard. 
  3. It's cold- at least in the mountains of Colorado. Like, really, really cold. 

 

All that said, I think camping is really cool. I do love it. I just want to be better at it.

Happy to have made it through the night? 

Happy to have made it through the night? 

Why I Love Camping

  1. You can't really beat waking up in the middle of an outdoor paradise, especially if there's crisp mountain air involved. 
  2. Campfires. S'mores included, obviously. 
  3. It forces you to be "unplugged." 
  4. It's cheap. Once you have the gear, it's about as close to free as you can get. 

 

Maybe we just need to try camping with a group of friends before Chlo & I head out on our own again. Camping trip, anyone? 

-Sus

Zaxby enjoying the campfire