One of My Knight’s selling points for Harvey the RV was that we could take the dogs with us. We have four, and it’s always sad to leave them behind when we travel. So I have to say that once we got Harvey on the road and actually camping, one of the things I have enjoyed about camping is having the dogs with us. (I still can’t believe I just put the words “enjoyed” and “camping” in the same sentence.) The weekend before Christmas may make me change my mind about camping with dogs. Continue reading "Is That Dog Poop I Smell???"
So I am sure that many of you would question my sanity (or more realistically question My Knight's sanity) if I told you we went camping again after the flooded festival. I would be there right there with you, but the truth is, we did venture out in a few more tent camping trips. I continued to marvel at how anyone can think it is fun to sleep on the ground (or on an air mattress on the ground), tossing and turning in the inevitable dirt and sand that gets tracked into a tent. I struggled to understand the relaxing component of packing as though we are going to move, then unpacking it all at the campsite, then repacking it for the trip back home and unpacking again. Hell, I struggle with fitting everything into one suitcase for a trip to Europe, and that's just clothes. Ask me to pack utensils, cookware, towels, lanterns, batteries, bug spray....Not Relaxing. And I will never believe that vacation should consist of cooking all my own meals, with bare minimum utensils and cookware, and then scrubbing the dishes clean underneath a water hose. Continue reading "Harvey the RV"