wow, all I have to do is reply to be entered. Like taking candy from a baby. Not that I do that, because taking candy from a baby would be mean.
Now to the point. How can you not love camping. That is one of my favorite family past times. Off in the woods, freezing my butt off, constantly asking "Dad, is it time to go home yet?", only to be dissapointed and needing to stay another couple days.