Inspired by some posts in another thread I thought it would be fun to share stories about when everyone first got their camping 'itch'.
I have what I consider to be a bit of a different story. While my dad took us camping often it was mostly pushed by my older brother who loved it. I had fun but was mostly along for the ride. It wasn't until a few years ago that I got the itch. I was watching some youtube videos of a guy that was living in his van and had traveled from the midwest and was spending some time in Arizona working to pay off some debt but getting outdoors as much as possible. He kept saying that people in Arizona didn't know how good they have it. It dawned on me that he was right. I started checking out videos of people camping in Arizona and all of a sudden I realized that I didn't want to go camping....I needed to go camping. After the first trip I was hooked. I love the solitude and quite of the forest.
I have what I consider to be a bit of a different story. While my dad took us camping often it was mostly pushed by my older brother who loved it. I had fun but was mostly along for the ride. It wasn't until a few years ago that I got the itch. I was watching some youtube videos of a guy that was living in his van and had traveled from the midwest and was spending some time in Arizona working to pay off some debt but getting outdoors as much as possible. He kept saying that people in Arizona didn't know how good they have it. It dawned on me that he was right. I started checking out videos of people camping in Arizona and all of a sudden I realized that I didn't want to go camping....I needed to go camping. After the first trip I was hooked. I love the solitude and quite of the forest.
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