What Camping means to me

[flyrotor]

I was reading through the forums and came accross several threads about TV reception and how to improve digital reception. And to emphasize to those with Televison in their trailers, I respect your decision to have such.

However, with that said, I'm happy to say that TV reception is no issue with me, with three kids in the trailer (previously 5), I created the rule years ago that TV, Video games, PSP etc are off limits once we hit the base of the mountains, even took the portable DVD players out of the suburban. Too many fights about which movie to watch, and more importantly, the kids now see so much more of the countryside, wildlife and road games than they would ever have imagined. Evenings are filled with campfire games, stories and marshmallows treats cooked over the fire.

Now I hear "Dad, we learned about that in school" and "wow, that's awesome" At camp, the kids are always out exploring and playing rather than watching TV, even my 4 y/o old who thinks he needs a movie to go to sleep at home easily falls asleep with camp stories at bedtime.

Thinking back to my childhood memories, we didn't even have the option, I like taking camping back to it's real meaning, and getting away from the electronic advancements that interfere with outdoor activity and exploring the great outdoors.

This is what camping means to me, and I want to teach my kids the same values about camping that I have.

My two kids who are now on their own have both commented that they now appreciate the rule and really appreciate camping to it's fullest.

[windrider]

Thanks, that's what camping is all about. I grew up in a family of 6 children, and we camped almost every week-end in the summer in a primitive campground with 45 sites, no power, no pavement for 10 miles, no pull-thrus, about 10 water faucets, 3 bathrooms without showers, no phone, no tv, and not even radio reception where we were in the mountains. A bath was in the mountain stream with the trout and 42 degree water. We had a Cox pop-up, a tent, and a Ford truck with a cover on it. The truck was manual steering, AM radio, and no air conditioning, traveling 120 miles one way, with the beginning heat of 90 plus. We had a great time, and I cherish those times with family and the friends we made. We may not have had much, but we sure had a good time.