Camping is therapeutic. In a few senses... it pulls you out of the ordinary, mundane routine of city life, and throws you flat into the backwoods of life where you seldom expect to ride through. I got to relax, but I also was pushed to my physical and psychological limits by means of 2 excruciating hikes. I've gone camping and hiking a few times already, but for some reason, this past weekend was a test of my endurance and nerves! Hot, humid heat, super long hikes, heavy camera-gear-laden backpack, and infestations of woodticks was enough to certainly toughen me up. Well... maybe my fellow camp-mates might not say that I was toughened up (they might say that I was a basket case when dealing with an attack of woodticks), but it certainly pulled me out of my element and put me face to face with the harsh trials of the woods.
Sounds worse than it was... but all in all, I know it was good for me. I was stinky, sweaty, matty-haired and dirt-footed for a few days... and I learned that I don't think I could ever endure going to Africa. I am seriously reconsidering. As for bugs? I didn't know so many existed out in the woods of Manitoba! I can now say I picked ticks off my feet with my bare hands, and brushed my teeth at a sink sprinkled with dead (and half-dead) bugs, survived having a daddy long leg spider prancing around on my neck and crossed paths with a hognose snake. And I'm still alive! Miracle!
On another note, we had KILLER s'mores, a smokin' good fire (and firestarters. thanks ladies!), a nice tan, a comfy tent, and great company. The laughs and the no-limits conversations made it all worth-while. Who's in for next year!!?? (and now I know that you guys are all reading my blog! You sneaky anonymous readers, you...)
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