Do you have friends like this??

funny...almost all the folks i know including family love to camp and get out of doors. now some of those folks really only like "car" camping. but they dont mind hiking, baiting fishhooks themselves, getting dirty or wet. as long as theres a fire food and beer(if theres enuf beer the hell with the food:D for a few of em). theres a bunch of us that typically do one bigass camping/floating trip every year. of course the majority of my close tribe are cyclers so theyre used to getting sweaty, grungy and muddy. my mother was the only one in immediate family that really didnt care for camping. but she would bring a stack of books and we made sure she had a comfy chair and didnt expect her do any of the work. every evening we would play bridge with her. for that she endured "the torture".
 
Yeah, my "ex" was the same way (which is one of the many reason's why she's now my "ex"). I took her camping one time after we were married. I thought I would ease her into it because she was a city girl with no outdoor experience, so we car camped at a nice state park with all the amenities. She complained about having to walk 20 yards to the fully improved shower/bathroom building to plug in her hair dryer. :jerkit:
 
Our family loves the outdoors and backpack camping although we do "truck" camping at times. We have friends with RV's and when we talk "camping" they get big-eyed at staying in a tent. My wife just talked an old friend and her son to go backpacking with us...they've never done it before, but I know she can handle it...we just have to make the experience fun.

A good friend and co-worker started out in the SF world of the Army and hates camping...he's had too many miserable experiences in some of the worst arm-pits of the world. He is planning on treking through Yellowstone (roughly 100 miles...not sure which trail or trails) next summer. He's done half before and wants to complete the whole distance; I just find it funny that we won't do much recreational camping :)

ROCK6
 
Dude--I've had people ask me how long it takes a deer to grow into a moose.

Reminds me of some of the old "Bert and I" stories.... :D I once listened to a tirade against moose hunting by an out of stater that culminated in the statenent "There's no good reason to kill a moose, after all you can't eat them." Another funny one, as told to me by a good friend of mine who is a game warden. One evening he gets a call from a sobbing woman who says she's hit and injured a hawk with her car. She says she's got the injured bird in a box in her kitchen. My friend tells her to calm down, he'll be down in the morning. Next morning he arrives at her house (yep, they were summer people) , bringing with him a young warden just out of the academy. Upon looking in the box he discovers that the "hawk" is in fact a Ruffed Grouse, apparently not much the worse for wear. He tells her that the bird looks healthy and the best thing to do is to release it back into the wild. The two wardens, the woman and her husband take the bird in the box outdoors. My buddy removes the bird from the box (cue the theme from Born Free), and gently tosses the bird into the air whereupon the bird takes wing and flies directly into the trunk of a tree, instantly killing it. The woman starts crying hysterically, the young warden is trying not to burst out laughing, my buddy is trying to maintain decorum, gathers up the dead bird and makes a hasty exit.
 
I feel sorry for those people, they just can't handle it it seems. Well, more people-free wilderness for me then!
 
Reminds me of some of the old "Bert and I" stories.... :D I once listened to a tirade against moose hunting by an out of stater that culminated in the statenent "There's no good reason to kill a moose, after all you can't eat them." Another funny one, as told to me by a good friend of mine who is a game warden. One evening he gets a call from a sobbing woman who says she's hit and injured a hawk with her car. She says she's got the injured bird in a box in her kitchen. My friend tells her to calm down, he'll be down in the morning. Next morning he arrives at her house (yep, they were summer people) , bringing with him a young warden just out of the academy. Upon looking in the box he discovers that the "hawk" is in fact a Ruffed Grouse, apparently not much the worse for wear. He tells her that the bird looks healthy and the best thing to do is to release it back into the wild. The two wardens, the woman and her husband take the bird in the box outdoors. My buddy removes the bird from the box (cue the theme from Born Free), and gently tosses the bird into the air whereupon the bird takes wing and flies directly into the trunk of a tree, instantly killing it. The woman starts crying hysterically, the young warden is trying not to burst out laughing, my buddy is trying to maintain decorum, gathers up the dead bird and makes a hasty exit.

Hopefully your buddy had a nice tasty grouse for lunch after this!

I am so glad my wife came up with her saying, these are gold:thumbup:

How long to grow a deer into a moose!!! WE have a "winner" here.
 
My mom was never much of an outdoors person but my dad was.

But most of my pals are hippies or rednecks so everybody likes the outdoors to a large degree.

Most people I know at least like to hike, or garden, make their own beer, raise chickens milk goats... the usual.:thumbup:
 
My fav is Ed Zern's comment in an Exit Laughing column. He wrote his wife has come to prefer something between her and the ground, preferably several stories of luxury hotel.

Sounds like Bear Grylls!
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I was taking a non bushy friend around to see the sights which included a nice waterfall.
As we were driving he commented "what a waste"I couldnt grasp what was a waste-property not developed or something.Nope what a waste of gasoline!! was his answer
Dan'l
 
I had a mother who we called a hot house flower. I had never camped until my friend took me when I was 16. I love being in the outdoors. Our honeymoon was camping on Lake Huron in MI and the tent had an inch of water for 2 days went home 1 day early as we need to pack to go to Denver. Man, I have been a Scoutmaster for both of my boys and can say how much I enjoyed those times. I still camp with my wife in the back country and we enjoy it dearly. I teach welding to HS students and when I read this comment, I thought of my students.

Dude--I've had people ask me how long it takes a deer to grow into a moose.

I can say one of the best places I have camped at for 26 years is Trapper Lake in CO. If you have a change to go you will not be disappointed. Great Cutthroats.

Redwing
 
Just about everyone I know thinks I'm nuts for enjoying winter camping so much. Even my "outdoorsy" friends - rock climbers and hikers and ultra runners, call me crazy when I get all excited about setting up my hammock in the snow.
 
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