Since our trip last weekend I’m finding that camping is growing on me.
I’ve always liked it, but never really hankered after going. Now I’m hankering. I can’t wait to book the next trip.
There’s just something about getting back to nature, waking up to beautiful views of paddocks and trees instead of houses and barking dogs.
It’s quite cheap therapy really.
There’s nothing quite like watching the kids playing on their bikes, making ramps, playing with sticks, and being able to ride a little out of their parents ever watchful sight without getting into trouble.
Why is that until you go camping you don’t sit back and appreciate the simple things in life, like talking with friends, watching the flames of the fire, cuddling the kids, making damper and cooking potatoes in the hot coals.
I’m so incredibly relaxed today that I’m not sure how I’m going to get through this next hectic week.
Where’s your favourite place to camp?
Our current favourite is Flanagan’s Reserve (click here for my last blog on this awesome place) near Rathdowney.