A big RV in a state park is NOT camping-especially when you sit inside the whole time watching TV- might as well be at Motel 6.
Camping is getting in touch with our primitive past. It is casting off the burden of modern society and instilling the humility that comes with knowing that we are no larger than a speck in the universe, fighting for our survival, like every other creature here.
You cannot get that sense in a bus on the lawn at the state park.

My honeymoon! I luckly have a very laid back wife who didnt need to go on a cruise, or to the beach. When we got married I was in the coast guard and was not a rich man. So I took 5 days leave grabbed my wife and dogs and took off. We spent the entire time playing cards and swiming with the dogs in the lake. It was a great start to a new life.

I think a cup of coffee, hot food, fresh fish, and a fire is so much better when out in the woods. You can get the same at home but it just doesn't "feel" the same. It is so much better. Maybe because our senses aren't stuffed with so much pollution out there.

Growing up as a kid I spent many a nights camping along the river and having real conversations with my dad and my uncles who loved to camp.

We would sit around the campfire waiting for our rods to get a bite and talk about life. We ate hotdogs, beans, actual campfire food that we prepared and it still to this day brings back some of the best memories,

My wife and I enjoy camping trips along the riverside with a simple tent setup and basic food supplies, we fish and prepare what we catch alongside the river,

By far the best tasting food I've had in my life was out camping and food that I had just killed/gathered that day. I love hearing the primer stove going and cooking nice freshly caught, couple hours before, king salmon sizzling in the pan in the nice fresh moist Alaskan air.

But a funny story, a buddy and I went out duck hunting one morning and slept in his little beat up Geo Tracker, and cooked flap jacks over an open fire on the side of a highway! Haha, I still remember the look on the couples face that was driving by at 2mph! They stared at us like we were homeless. I didn't mind at all we didn't get any ducks that morning, it was still a good outing and damned good memories.

i love camping and hunting in natl forest and so does my family. get away and leave all of the stress of city life behind.

New to the site guys so what's up? I was out with my father and a bunch of guys that he worked with and was buddies with. And we were staying at a small cabin on this property that we were leasing, and it was late at night one of the weekends we were there. All of us had gotten inside and had hopped in the cots and were driving off to sleep when we heard a crash outside. We all immediately thought...bear. Well in this small field next to the cabin that our back porch overlooks we keep a 55 gallon drum with like molasses and bread and stuff to keep the bears away from the cabin. Well we sneaked out of the back door and onto the porch. We looked over the railing and all we could see was the drum on its side, it's bottom facing us. Then we heard a slight banging and out comes this bear from inside the barrel. We all just watched for a minute and then went back inside. That is one of the many fond memories that I have of hunting when I was younger. Hope I didn't bore anyone to death.

my camping trips has been great. We get up in the morning and go fishing and go ride on the boat.