A few weekends ago, my little family and I went away for the weekend. We packed the camper and hit the road, there was a bit of bush mechanics on the side of the road, a barring went on my husbands trailer.
We camp when we can and we are getting good at setting up our camper, but there is always something we have forgotten. Oh well, it just means a rummage through the local country op shops!
The days were hot, and there was quiet a few people around, enjoying their time by the water. The more we camp, I realise that I prefer going right out bush, where we are isolated, and the only sounds you hear come from nature. I am not sure why, I'm not a anti social person, I just enjoy being outdoors without others around.
Every time I go away, I seek isolation, I delve deep into my own thoughts, I become grounded and at peace with where I am. I enjoy the company of my family or whoever we are camping with and creating experiences together.
We spent a afternoon searching for the elusive cowrie shell, it was like time had stopped, it was just us, on the beach. My son was with Jeff searching for crabs and little critters between the mounds and in the rock pools.
At one point I grabbed my daughters hand and made her lay next to me with her eyes closed and we listened to the oceans roar.
She said it felt like the ocean was going to sweep us away.
I never wanted this to end.
We went out into the lake at night to catch prawns, the children became very dis engaged quickly, until we made up stories, of the little boy and the flying ocean monster, each of us taking turns adding to the story.
On the last night I lay with the window open as it lightly began to rain. I feel at one with nature, I feel at peace.
We camp when we can and we are getting good at setting up our camper, but there is always something we have forgotten. Oh well, it just means a rummage through the local country op shops!
The days were hot, and there was quiet a few people around, enjoying their time by the water. The more we camp, I realise that I prefer going right out bush, where we are isolated, and the only sounds you hear come from nature. I am not sure why, I'm not a anti social person, I just enjoy being outdoors without others around.
Every time I go away, I seek isolation, I delve deep into my own thoughts, I become grounded and at peace with where I am. I enjoy the company of my family or whoever we are camping with and creating experiences together.
We spent a afternoon searching for the elusive cowrie shell, it was like time had stopped, it was just us, on the beach. My son was with Jeff searching for crabs and little critters between the mounds and in the rock pools.
At one point I grabbed my daughters hand and made her lay next to me with her eyes closed and we listened to the oceans roar.
She said it felt like the ocean was going to sweep us away.
I never wanted this to end.
We went out into the lake at night to catch prawns, the children became very dis engaged quickly, until we made up stories, of the little boy and the flying ocean monster, each of us taking turns adding to the story.
On the last night I lay with the window open as it lightly began to rain. I feel at one with nature, I feel at peace.
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