I remember when----???? (camping version).
I have a buddy that says we go "trailer" NOT "camping". I have no desire to start an arguement over what "camping" IS. However, after reading the post about needing bigger tow vehicles, bigger tra...
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My fondest memories are of camping as a child in the 1960s. My parents and three siblings would borrow my uncle's Scout and borrow a small trailer off of his RV lot in Boise, Idaho -- it was always a used trailer. I can't remember the sleeping arrangements, but all six of us would sleep in that trailer that couldn't have been more than sixteen feet long. I cannot forget the mountains and rivers of Idaho and how we never saw a sole the entire time we would camp. I also remember the outhouses that were carved into massive trees with pipes so deep, it scared me -- I was always afraid I would fall in. I remember dry ice in the "refrigerator" and pumping the faucet to get water.
Today, it is all different. I pull a trailer big enough to sleep ten with my crew cab 4x4. I am nowhere near to Idaho and its wilderness, rather, in campgrounds packed with other campers and there's no more sitting inside of trees to do your business since I have all that I need inside my RV.
My uncle's RV dealership is now my cousin's and they have gone from having a few trailers on their lot to being the largest RV dealer in Idaho.
Everything has changed. Some for the better, but mostly not.
Bruce
Today, it is all different. I pull a trailer big enough to sleep ten with my crew cab 4x4. I am nowhere near to Idaho and its wilderness, rather, in campgrounds packed with other campers and there's no more sitting inside of trees to do your business since I have all that I need inside my RV.
My uncle's RV dealership is now my cousin's and they have gone from having a few trailers on their lot to being the largest RV dealer in Idaho.
Everything has changed. Some for the better, but mostly not.
Bruce
