Camping,
Being at one with
nature,
Living off of the
bare necessities,
Now I’m not talking
about taking an RV,
A barbecue and some
Doritos,
Ohhhh nooo!
I’m talking about
being out,
For days on end,
With nothing but your
backpack.
Fending for yourself,
Catching your food,
Filtering your water,
And best of all,
Sleeping under the
stars.
Being out alone,
With only your
thoughts,
And whoever your
companions might be,
No TV,
No magazines,
No communication with
the outer world.
To be able to breathe
the crisp clean air,
To bask in your glory
once you conquer a mountain,
When you get to
celebrate your hours of hard work,
By standing at the
peak,
and taking in the beauty of the rolling
hills.
While so many of us
look our of a high rise at man made structures,
And we think it is a
truly beautiful view.
Well it kind of is,
But nothing compared
to nature,
Not one thing is the
same,
Hundreds of thousands
of trees that go on for miles,
Lakes and streams
that we could never re-create,
The animals that we
don’t see in the suburbs,
And best of all,
The land with no
roads.
It seems as though
you can’t quite pin point the magical feeling of this experience.
The feeling of being
free,
Not worrying about
school,
Or dinner,
Or your date this
weekend,
But having a clear
mind,
Have you ever truly
gone even ten minutes without thinking of something you need to do?
I doubt it, most of us haven’t.
But someday I hope
you can experience this,
The true beauty of
it,
To be able to breathe
in the smell of pine that isn’t a car freshener,
Or to eat real fish
that doesn’t have preservatives,
Or to drink from a
lake without ice or chlorine.
Because this is the real deal
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