31 Day Blog Challenge - March
Best Childhood Memories are of Camping
When I think about my childhood I have a lot of fond memories. My family was by no means rich money-wise but we always knew how to have a good time.
We used to go camping a lot as a family. I can't pinpoint just one camping trip over the rest of them because they were all equally fun and memorable.
|Blue Water Lakes Childhood Memories|
There were three places we went to often. One of them was called Blue Water Lakes. My aunt and uncle had a trailer there but it's seriously the best trailer park I've ever been to. It's surrounded by thick forests, with a man-made lake full of fish and a dock to jump off of. They have peddle boats, canoes and kayaks you can rent and there's always some sort of activity going on like darts or horse shoes. My cousins, sisters and I loved playing there as children, and getting into trouble as teenagers. Now I take my daughter camping there almost every year.
|Sand Hills Park Childhood Memories|
The other place we used to go to is called Sand Hills Park, named after the giant sandhills that are there. As children we loved to climb up the hill and roll down it, jump down it, slide down it. It didn't even bother us to be covered in sand the entire time we were there. Other than the sandhills there wasn't a whole lot to do. The only way to get to the beach was to climb over the hills, so once we got over there we would stay on the beach almost all day. The water was clear, and the waves were huge. It was a lot of fun.
The third place wasn't even a campsite. My Grandma used to drive us 8 hours up north to go camping. Once we got there it was another half an hour motorboat ride to this little island on the lake. There were no people, no bathrooms or hydro. You could wake up in the morning and see a moose across the lake on another island. We even saw a bear the one time. It was so much fun camping there; the stars were amazing. However, you couldn't leave your tent after the sun went down because there were so many mosquitoes, so my cousins, sisters and I would roll around the tent giggling and driving my Grandma insane every night. Unfortunately we don't have many pictures from this time - just some water damaged pictures taken with a disposable camera by me as a ten year old.
After Sidney was born I knew that I had to take her camping as often as I could. It's funny, because Nick had never been camping as a child other than staying at his grandparents trailer. I had to show him how to set up a tent, start a fire, cook on a fire, and everything else that comes with it.
Anyway, I know I didn't exactly follow the challenge but I really couldn't pick just one memory!