I’m really an outdoorsy girl. I love to go camping during all four seasons and when I say that I love camping, I mean the tent is optional kind of camping. I feel at home when “roughing it”. I’m totally fine with not doing my hair or makeup. I love the absolute silence when boating on a large lake. I love the sense of exploration I get from hiking in a new area. I find that spending time in nature is healing energy. When I take a quiet walk in nature, it nurtures my mind, my body and my soul. In nature, I feel home. In the city, I always feel out of place. It may have to do with my native roots.
“In all things in nature there is something of the marvellous.”- Aristotle
My best camping experience happened a few years ago. We have land deep in the forest near a small winding river. It is a beautiful quiet area of nature.
My kid has been camping since she was only a few months old.
That particular time, I was camping with my child and two nieces. We were 2 adults and 3 kids. All the children were all about the same age, still very small. We went camping without a tent and slept on large covers. I kept waking up during the night as the little ones had a tendency to roll off the covers. I would simply roll them back.
In the middle of the night, a wolf pack passed near us. The lookout looked at me and I looked at him. He broke the staring contest first and they were gone on their way.