Thursday, July 30, 2009

Camp-Free Zone

We’ve never been camping.
Not once.
Tom is the kind of guy
who loves nature
and the outdoors.
Me, too.

He’s talked about camping in
the Sierras
and in northern Cal.

The reality of spending money on camping
packing the stuff and setting it up,
then repacking
it all changed his thoughts.

The idea of a hot shower and a comfortable bed
is more appealing and a hard notion to give up
in favor of camping.

If you’re really in the boonies there won’t be
store around for miles.

Seasoned campers know the ropes.
They know how to make a great campfire.

The aroma of hot dogs and beans, or the catch

of the day, drifting through the night air sounds
if you ate hot dogs and beans
and lake trout.

Tom likes hummus, kale salads with organic soy

and black beans; plain yogurt, cans of Alaskan
caught salmon, pumpernickel bread, almonds,
hard-boiled eggs; Uncle Sam and Kashi GoLean
cereals, bananas, and California navel oranges.
It’s pretty apparent camp cooking wouldn’t be much
on the ‘to do’ list.

There’s also the prospect of bears sniffing around,

looking for food or a human keepsake--like one’s scalp.
Snakes and spiders could be a problem.
Come to think of it, I have wildlife and reptiles in my own

Camping sounds like fun, alright.
Who’s up for a chicken stir-fry?

1 comment:

Daisy Soap Girl said...

My hubby is like yours. He talks about camping but when it comes to doing it always chickens out. And to think he was a Boyscout.