Awwww..............first camper. Pooooor baby! YEs there are still coyotes and screach owls and acorns falling from the trees. I like all the camping things, except the screach owls.
Silly kid. All our days are numbered. We usually just chug along and leave when time is up without a clue of when that might be. Made a deal 2 years ago for 30 yr contract. Health team knows about this and is working to make it happen. Test everything and repair what needs fixing. Behave in the meantime. )) Could maybe might make it. )))
Men sleeps like logs which makes them lousy babysitters. Women, for better or worse, are Nature's alarm system, hearing every little peep.
As I read this, I thought of my daughter on her one and only deer hunting trek with her husband. That particular adventure was more than she bargained for, but at least she gave it a try.
I wonder if there was a hierarchy of people chosen to sleep near the cave's entrance?
I compensate for my ability to sleep through hurrinadoquakes by taking my dog with me. Watchdogging is what she trained for and what she does for a living.
If I never have to sleep on the ground again, it will be too soon. Especially with these old bones. Thanks for reading my story, Wade. I read your surprising story, too!
I have done a lot of camping, not as much as of late. Early on, I didn't do much thinking about going camping, now I tend to think too much about it - I get in my own way. LOL
What a great ending ! We did a lot of camping when the kids were young - mostly in a tent camper and that was fine - except for night visits to the restrooms. We actually spent a night in a tent - once was enough.
One more ghost story to shiver in your sleeping bag lying on scattered leaves. Enough to keep anyone awake all night, watch moon and stars fall. Who can sleep with crackle of fires and nightmares that are at the center of camp.
This hit me wonderfully as I'm just reading the book BEAR which has a couple of sisters on one of the San Juan Islands who have seen a bear, large one, near their remote house and have two entirely different reactions--new this year. I think you would like it. Got it from the library.
Thank you Nathan. I tried to keep the time frame open until the very end showing it to be modern era. Not sure how successful I was... Always trying to improve, anyway...
Awwww..............first camper. Pooooor baby! YEs there are still coyotes and screach owls and acorns falling from the trees. I like all the camping things, except the screach owls.
Thanks, Kate, for reading this for the second time! That is over and above the call of friendship. Stay well, kid.
Great read a dozen times ))) Got a team working on the 28yrs left to my contract ))) K
I had no idea your days were numbered!
Silly kid. All our days are numbered. We usually just chug along and leave when time is up without a clue of when that might be. Made a deal 2 years ago for 30 yr contract. Health team knows about this and is working to make it happen. Test everything and repair what needs fixing. Behave in the meantime. )) Could maybe might make it. )))
Men sleeps like logs which makes them lousy babysitters. Women, for better or worse, are Nature's alarm system, hearing every little peep.
As I read this, I thought of my daughter on her one and only deer hunting trek with her husband. That particular adventure was more than she bargained for, but at least she gave it a try.
I wonder if there was a hierarchy of people chosen to sleep near the cave's entrance?
Oh, I feel sure there was. The biggest, strongest most volatile ones. Thanks for reading and commenting, Sue!
I compensate for my ability to sleep through hurrinadoquakes by taking my dog with me. Watchdogging is what she trained for and what she does for a living.
Isn’t it interesting how our primal history can be awakened and be so real…. Camping is in my past as well. No more.
If I never have to sleep on the ground again, it will be too soon. Especially with these old bones. Thanks for reading my story, Wade. I read your surprising story, too!
Ha! Good one, Sharron. Pretty funny. But yes, I think they felt that way early on.
Now, you, on the other hand, were a camper, I imagine. Or would that be your character Jimmy Swann?
I have done a lot of camping, not as much as of late. Early on, I didn't do much thinking about going camping, now I tend to think too much about it - I get in my own way. LOL
What a great ending ! We did a lot of camping when the kids were young - mostly in a tent camper and that was fine - except for night visits to the restrooms. We actually spent a night in a tent - once was enough.
I hear you, Janice. I tried it a couple of times plus loooooong day hikes. Not for me. I want my bed in a room with an open window.
Her and my wife agree. Although, I think it is mainly the lack of a bathroom situation.
Ha ha ha, yes! The whole forest is a man's bathroom. Maybe not so easy for fastidious women...
So's the beach! Had to relocate from my last sitting-on-the-beach spot to down below the high-tide mark (rookie error). It was absolutely revolting! 🤣
ha ha ha! yes.
One more ghost story to shiver in your sleeping bag lying on scattered leaves. Enough to keep anyone awake all night, watch moon and stars fall. Who can sleep with crackle of fires and nightmares that are at the center of camp.
Who, indeed? Mostly men, I think.
No judgement. The sun is rising. Coffee’s to be made.
This hit me wonderfully as I'm just reading the book BEAR which has a couple of sisters on one of the San Juan Islands who have seen a bear, large one, near their remote house and have two entirely different reactions--new this year. I think you would like it. Got it from the library.
I will look for it, Jill. Thanks for the recommendation.
Love this one Sharron. And remember, If God had intended for people to sleep on the ground, he wouldn't have invented the Winnebago.
Right on!
Hey, if you are a solid sleeper, you won’t even know that something ate you during the night. I think that’s a feature, not a bug.
Hmm…not 100% sure how to read that last line but am reminded of the saying, “be careful what you wish for”! ❤️
That last line is merely a reflection of my own aversion to sleeping out. Camping is anathema to me.
You put me in that forest with your exquisite description. Me thinks the main character had too vivid an imagination. She is probably a writer!
Hah! Excellent guess, my friend. Much of my fiction is autobiography in very thin disguise.
Loved this, Sharron - it's great to read it again! I never liked camping in a tent..... and this lady doesn't even have THAT! 🫣
"Is this what early humans felt when sleeping in their caves — always frightened, always on guard, ready to do battle at every moment?"
I'm sure it was, and I'm sure a lot of that innate instinct lingers still.
Great story, Sharron. Really like the ending.
Thank you Nathan. I tried to keep the time frame open until the very end showing it to be modern era. Not sure how successful I was... Always trying to improve, anyway...
It was great! Very successful.