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.
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.
The Next Day
Why I Hate Camping
- 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.
- The ground is hard. We bought sleeping pads. It's still hard.
- 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.
Why I Love Camping
- You can't really beat waking up in the middle of an outdoor paradise, especially if there's crisp mountain air involved.
- Campfires. S'mores included, obviously.
- It forces you to be "unplugged."
- 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?