We recently went on a camping trip with friends from our Bible study. Rather than pay for space at a public camping ground, we found a secluded spot on the hilly, 200-acre property owned by the parents of one of our friends. The photo above shows the family’s log cabin off in the distance.
Growing up, my family didn’t do a whole lot of camping. When I was 14, my dad and I took a 6,000-mile road trip through western Canada and the United States and pitched a tent at a few campgrounds along the way, including Yellowstone National Park. Other then that, the only camping we did was when my friends and I slept in my family’s suburban backyard.
I am by no means a seasoned camper, but thankfully there were a few individuals in our group who were, so we had a great time. We cooked burgers over an open fire and then sat around singing songs and chatting until 11pm. The only downside was that the overnight low was 44 degrees. Here’s a video I made at 6am…