A funny memory about my first camping trip with my wife...

First camping trip I ever took with my wife was on our honeymoon..August 8th, 1970. Had a pop-up camper and we were given a campsite by a good friend on a river with all the hook up's and also had access to the friends cabin, (so we also had indoor shower and bathroom)...Spent 5 day's camping....It was great, will never forget it.....now 2014 and we're still camping together (almost 44 yrs of marriage), :)

There is no statute of limitations on hearing about some things in my family. We camped in a pup-tent that my husband had before we were married. I got it out while he was at work and it was filthy. Nope, not sleeping in that. I proudly scrubbed and washed it. You guessed it, during the night it started raining really hard and the rain came right through the tent. He kept apologizing and saying it never leaked before, that is when I told him I had washed it. (He did not even notice it was clean...men!) We ended up sleeping in the car...and I still hear about it!

Nice story & write-up!

Our first camping trip was tent camping at a nearby state park when kids were like 2 and 4. After that first trip we were hooked and 19 yrs later still camping. Kids are almost 21 and 22. They even still enjoy going with us now and then :)

My DW had only one camping experience with camping was with her family an it was horrible. They had rented a older PUP and didn't know anything about it. They went to the North Shore here in Minnesota and didn't know how cool it got at night. To make along story short, they froze an had no idea how to light the furnace. My future father in law said never again. He had his wife an 3 daughters with him, and they never camped again.

Then when we got married we took my old class A to the north Shore with our 2 dogs an have been happy ever since. # campers later we are still going strong.

We were still dating, when my boyfriend invited me to go camping with a group of people along the Delaware River and a canoe trip. I had never camped. We bought a new sleeping bag for me and borrowed a tent from someone. We got to our location after dark, had to set up the tent by car headlights. The borrowed tent was missing a pole for the dome, so it was lopsided. Oh well, we'll make do.

Overnight it starts to pour down rain - so I'm not sleeping, the lopsided tent is leaking, I'm getting wet. I supposed I was trying to be a trouper. Why didn't I go to the car? In the morning, I get up and I'm blue down my left side because the new sleeping bag got wet and the color bled. Ok, laugh it off and get ready for canoe trip.

Nice weather for the day, but there has been low rainfall this year - except for last night!! Where there were not rapids and rocks on the river, there were now. Our nice leisurely canoe trip was hours of navigating rocks, and trying not to tip. By the end, I was not talking to my boyfriend and I swore that I was never going camping again.

As they say 'that's what memories are made of" We are going to be married 25 years this fall, and I didn't go camping for a very long time. But God blessed us with 3 sons, and Momma's got to do what she's got to do. Only now she does it in a fifth wheel!

Happy camping!

We pulled into a rest stop (South VA I think - Maybe NC) and I am always pulling tricks of the wife. We went our separate ways to the bath room. I was first back to the Truck and the POPUP trailer.

We had pulled in and almost immediately parked the setup. I went ahead and moved the Truck and POPUP to the opposite end just before leaving the rest stop area. Then went and set on some benches overlooking the whole area.

Here comes Momabear casually walking towards where we was originally parked. Then you can see the fright set in as she sees the Truck and Trailer are no where to be found. This is a pretty big rest stop area... Finally she spots the truck and POPUP trailer on the other end of the parking area and goes over to it.

Then she notices I am not there so more fright sets in... Then I show up as if I am just getting out of the rest room and get into the truck as if nothing is different. She is standing there all amazed and yapping about the truck is in a different place then it was originally. I'm just looking at her as if she has lost her mind haha... It was funny for a little bit then I realized I probably shouldn't have pulled that little trick...

I finally owned up to what happened but we was already a few miles down the road again...

True story
Roy Ken

yep I remember. Think I've told it before.
Wife, our Son about 2 and I. Fall Deer hunt. Four man tent.
Wife got up early the next morning, to take son to Mother and left me for the day to hunt.
On her way out a deer with nice rack, according to her, ran into the rear quarter panel, of the pickup. She got out and looked at it. Don't knwo if it was just knocked silly or dead. She didn't have time to come back and get me. into the area. A car passed her coming into the area. he probably claimed it.
I saw lots of deer but they were too far away or too small or does.
It was below freezing all day. A fire didn't even keep me warm.
I went into the tent and turned on a gas lantern. I opened the rear flap, thinking that should be plenty of ventilation. I ahd a large foam pad under the tent. I was warm and drifted off to sleep. She arrived way after dark. When she woke me I had a terrible headache. She like to never got me awake. A few minutes more and I might have been toast. Those lantern put out a lot of carbon monoxide etc.
Lots ,of pack rats, and raccoons around the tent and know what else. They might have come on in if she hadn't arrived, when she did. It sounded like war on thee hills surrounding the cove. Lots and lots of deer, in rut and just doing their thing waiting for evening. It was my fault I didn't get one. Lots of turkeys. Scare the snot out of you if you're not expecting them. They were over 60 ft up probably more in the very large trees around the cove. When they come down right over you well....
Same cove where two mountain lions at different times trailed me. Can't get in their now. The Owner died and his ah SIL moved a trailer on the entrance. Now leased out to City Dudes with money to burn. I walked many many miles of game trails/old traces/Indian trails and old old dwellings, under overhangs and small caves over the years. You can hear the water coming out of the cave and see it donwn in the creek but you can dig the stones forever and they just seem to get higher, trying to get to the water.

I was dischared from the service in 1977, and took my lovely DW on our first camping trip on our way to California. We pulled into a campground to set up our tent, and had a black bear walk right by us. We slept in the car that night and it took a long while to get her back on the woods.

Love the story.

It wasn't during our first camping trip, but my hubby proposed to me while we were camping in a tent. Over 35 years later, we are still camping together. No more tents, though! Now it's a Cougar 25RLSWE.

I like the story, as long as you guys are in love you don't have to be next to each other every moment of the day.