Every Camper's Rites of Passage

and literally thinking that you are on your death b-...sleeping bag.

There are few things as calming. Unless you have holes in your tent.

Telling scary stories and having to come up with an excuse for wanting to sleep in the middle of the tent.

So refreshing!

Getting home and trying to recreate. Failing. Wonder if you did it wrong or you were just really hungry when you ate it the first time.

and coming to the horrifying realization that you have brought with you no toilet paper (after the job is done, of course). You are then forced to decide between the plant you are almost positive is poison ivy and the prickly one.

is literally just a rectangle of holes.

even if it’s a little out of tune and Karen is tone deaf.

and still feel like you have set up camp in Antarctica.

that no one can tell that anyone smells bad.

you were daydreaming about during the portage. The upside is the delicious smoky flavour all of your food, and clothing, and hair, acquire.

Bittersweet.

Accepting that someone might have seen it.