Most outdoor bloggers have always been in love with the outdoors. On the spectrum from being an outdoor hater to outdoor enthusiast, I would consider my former self an outdoor sympathizer. Sure, I loved scenery and perfect weather, because who doesn’t? When it came to any adverse weather or having to deal with backcountry conditions (what do you mean there isn’t a bathroom along the trail?!?) I was certainly not interested.
So my husband deemed some car camping with the in-laws to be the perfect gateway drug for this sympathizer. Surprisingly, we hadn’t attempted camping until 2010. Before we became aware of the online outdoor family community, everyone we knew said it was too difficult to camp with children, so we didn’t bother to try. Since our son was approaching 4 years old, it didn’t seem as daunting.
During my time of being an outdoor sympathizer, most of my outdoor enjoyment was via camping in the pop-up camper of my youth (which graduated to an RV by my teen years), short hikes, and time romping around outside on the family farm. Tents were a rather novel idea to me.
Imagine my surprise when my husband enlisted my help to set up the tent at our walk-in campsite.
Um, what is that you want me to do? Do you mean this pole? Where do I tie this? To say the least, it was a frustrating experience. That tent has since been lovingly donated to my in-laws and we’ve updated to a more recent Coleman model. I was about as helpful as a 4 year old in the campsite set up process.
Organizing a camp site and subsequently finding anything when I needed it was like a game of Where’s Waldo? yet somehow not quite as fun.
And yet, just a week after our initial foray into camping did we attempt a road trip with the primary destination of Yellowstone National Park. My husband had been educating me regarding the neccesities of proper gear. I wasn’t convinced we needed to spend money on new hiking socks and other items I was unfamiliar with. I’m glad I listened to him as we just happened to go during the rainiest week of 2010. And there’s nothing worse then being cold AND wet. Unfortunately some of our gear had limitations. I don’t think I dried out until we had driven through most of South Dakota on our way home.
The Yellowstone I remembered from my youth was from the perspective of a tween relaxing in the comforts of an RV every night. During our stay in 2010 the snow was not yet gone and it rained or drizzled for a good portion of every single day. I was a fair weather camper and setting up the tent with snow on the ground was far outside my comfort zone. We ended up accomplishing a trip that I would have formerly described as a trip for only the serious “hardcore” camper.
In spite of the many challenges we encountered, the trip solidified me as an outdoor enthusiast. As I have embraced that which my husband first loved, I have grown to love it too. Experiencing the serenity of creation, and the joy of discovering it with my family has gotten me hooked. I’m now even open to adventures such as hiking the John Muir Trail or climbing one of the Teton Mountains, which are both goals that my husband and I have.
What about you? Where you born loving the outdoors or did a significant other warm you up to the idea? I’d love to hear your stories!