I need to invite you chefs to Huckleberry Camp. We usually rough it with hotdogs, chips, beers, wine, cookies and depending on the weather, huckleberry pancakes, sausage, or bacon in the morning.
I like my old Coleman Stove for making coffee, and one morning set the table on fire with it. Unfortunately, nobody was up to enjoy the spectacle. I felt it could have been a Pat McManus moment had it not been too early for the others.
We don't do Cowboy Coffee. I bring my camping espresso maker and I make lattes. After all, we are in Western WA!
Huckleberry Camp is our girl version of Elk Camp. We slay berries.
I'll start scouting in July. Last year sucked and we didn't have the campout.
Question: We've been doing this since the mid 1980s. As we've aged, we have switched from ratty tents, to nice tents and now we are getting trailers and pickup campers. Is this a normal succession?
We'll no longer have the stories about getting stuck in the Subaru because the child locks were on and really having to get out. Or tent dancing...switching the location of one's tent over and over because it keeps getting on rocks. Hmmmm. I still have my tent.