My parents started me on my camping journey when I was a toddler. I don't remember much except that we always went to Emily Provincial Park. We didn't have a lot of money so we couldn't afford to go on road trips or big vacations so we went camping instead. Camping rates at Provincial Parks used to be way less expensive.
Some of my memories from camping at Emily:
When my parents divorced I lived with my mother. Dad didn't go camping anymore and it turns out my mother doesn't like camping on account of the spiders - so when I was old enough I went with my friend's family instead. My friend's family loved going to Restoule or Killbear Provincial Parks. I saw my first moose swimming in the water at Restoule!
When I got married I got a permanent camping partner. Thankfully my husband loves to camp as much as I do. He grew up camping in Algonquin along Highway 60. We go camping at least three times a year and we go anywhere from three to 10 days. We have three different kinds of camping setups but I'll leave that for another day.
Do you remember what got you into camping?
Some of my memories from camping at Emily:
- Catching my first fish
- The time my parents brought my cat with us and he had a blast exploring around and he didn't die or get lost (Note: I don't recommend doing this - the 80s were a different time)
- My dad getting bit by a snake
- The weird little kid that grabbed a live toad and bit a chunk out of it
- Mom digging a hole in the ground, filling it with coals, putting fish and potatoes in tin foil into the hole, and covering it to cook
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| My first fish - 1987 |
When my parents divorced I lived with my mother. Dad didn't go camping anymore and it turns out my mother doesn't like camping on account of the spiders - so when I was old enough I went with my friend's family instead. My friend's family loved going to Restoule or Killbear Provincial Parks. I saw my first moose swimming in the water at Restoule!
When I got married I got a permanent camping partner. Thankfully my husband loves to camp as much as I do. He grew up camping in Algonquin along Highway 60. We go camping at least three times a year and we go anywhere from three to 10 days. We have three different kinds of camping setups but I'll leave that for another day.
Do you remember what got you into camping?
I remember that day as if yesterday. It was terribly windy hence the cheesy 80s head scarf.
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