Fave Camping Story

 My favorite camping story is with Steve in 1985 in a tent like this. A bunch of us in my family went on a day hike up to a lake. I brought my backpack with a few goodies and my tent. Everyone decided to go back because of the threat of rain. Me and Steve kept going. 

When we got to the lake, we setup the tent. It stormed like I have never experienced. It poured. The thunder and lightening was intense. We were fine inside the little tent. Lying down. Eating a pack of Oreos. We fell asleep and woke up after the storm. We packed up and hiked back to the campground where the family waited for us anxiously. They thought I was stupid. I thought they were boring and had no imagination.