Does he not know me at all? He seems to forget that I have camped out along with my fearless friends in the following:
a. 10 degree weather
b. 30 degree weather
c. Rain (tornado weather rain)
d. Back of a truck on Cheaha
e. 80 degree weather
May I add that most of these times it was very primitive. No restroom nearby, just the woods and multiple rolls of TP.
I will tell stories about a couple of these.
We used to campout for Krystal’s birthday every year- until we all had to get married and ruin that. Now, we are too old, married and have too many kids to rough it outside. I see camping trips in the future involving a cabin. Back to the story, every November we would campout at her house. November is cold- especially back in our day when the weather acted normally. It would be so cold that we would sleep on top of each other with 10 blankets.
Towards the end of high school, some of us, would not make it all night and would sneak into the house to warm up. Those were the days. I always felt so cool that I made it through the night in the cold.
One of my favorites include a trip to Cheaha where we slept on the back of the truck. We did not have anything to build a fire with so we had to go borrow fire. Fun times!
One of my favorites include a trip to Cheaha where we slept on the back of the truck. We did not have anything to build a fire with so we had to go borrow fire. Fun times!
Do you all remember the tornado that ripped apart the stadium in Linevegas? Would you like to know where I was during that storm? On the lake, in a small tee-tiny camper with a tree hanging over it- yes, people this is where Jeff Foxworthy gets his material.
Now, the men folks- Robert S, Joshua and Randy were going to sleep in the camper and the women, Mom, Anita, Lauren and I, in a tent. My mother, sweet Tiny Tim, had forced Lauren and I to go ahead and put all the blankets in the tent. Well, when the tornado of 1999 came through, they got soaked.
So, at midnight, when we are finally in our tent, the blankets are all soaking wet and I am complaining about that. Tiny Tim says to me, “Ollie just pretend!” What ,pretend I am not wet? Pretend we are not sleeping downhill on sloppy, wet ground in a tent what was literally beaten and thrown around during the tornado? Those are the wisest words my Mom has ever said. What a revelation!
So, at midnight, when we are finally in our tent, the blankets are all soaking wet and I am complaining about that. Tiny Tim says to me, “Ollie just pretend!” What ,pretend I am not wet? Pretend we are not sleeping downhill on sloppy, wet ground in a tent what was literally beaten and thrown around during the tornado? Those are the wisest words my Mom has ever said. What a revelation!
So, J let me tell you that I have been there, done that when it comes to camping.I am not scared to camp anywhere or sleep anywhere. We will be attempting to go again so bring it on! And if we can't go again because of the rain, we will just pretend!
Do you remember during the camp out at Cheaha when we went and borrowed fire from our neighbors and their dog jumped into Stephanie's lap and her eyes got really big while declaring, "get the dog Elena, get the dog!" For the record it was a man eating Chihuahua. I don't want to make you cry a tear but remember our last camp out for Krystals birthday before we graduated when we spit on the fire as a pact to keep getting together and not lose touch with with each other. Good times. Good times.
ReplyDeleteOh, yes that does bring a tear. You know, we should write a book about all of our adventures.
ReplyDeleteI remember that, I burned a whole in my favorite PJ's....they're still good though ;)
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