Why I Go Camping

Ran across this piece of poetry today that reminded me why I love to camp. Particularly meaningful in light of current events.

 

Wow.

So true.

So powerful and true.

Much gratitude to you for posting this

Peace.

 

Yes, beautiful

 

The most secluded place I’ve taken my teardrop is my own backyard. I moved from a place that had 1,200 people per square mile to a place that has 8.

Living in the Northwoods of Wisconsin is much like the poem.

 

Its just kind of a shame there aren't camp sites that more closely fit that imagery...but definitely spending the night looking into a warm camp fire and waking up to the sound of birds beats the daylights out of anything in the city limits...

 

Again, spambot