We may not camp A LOT.... but we try to go on one big sort of 'outdoor'-type thing once a year. Six of us drove down to Virginia, NE [FYI... it's a tiny freckle on the map in the way WAY southeast corner of the state] and camped at my dad's acerage so endearingly nicknamed "Paradise." I have so many good memories of this place. The first time I went in an outhouse...girlscout outings... sliding down the wet banana.... It hasn't changed much at all since I was 8 years old. The outhouse is still the way to go and that dusty old wet banana is still in the shed. Good times were had indeed. Oh, yeah. Even though it rained 4 inches in one day.
my first time shooting a gun EVER. Turns out... not so scary.
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