Camping story.

An epic journey of four boys on the best camping experience of their life.

A gripping short story about a survival against a natural disaster.

Poem about camping outdoors.

As we get older, simple things like sleeping on the ground, cold, heat, all take a different toll on our fun. This poem is in the melody of "All My Roudy Friends", by Hank William Jr, thanks Hank.

This is another Adventure Story from our days camping at Camp Lazy-B. One of our favorite experiences was the opportunity we had to go out fishing for Crab or as our friends called it "Crabbing."

About five years ago, some friends and I went camping. There were four us total including me, we were all 18 and in the same grade at school. We’ve gone camping for years and all of our parents hadn’t seemed to mind us going.

The island was lit up by the morning sun.

Being by yourself can be hazardous to your health while alone in the wilderness.

What do a 1969 Chevy van, two road tramps and a pile of half-finished knives have in common? If you’ve ever considered chucking it all and jumping in a van for a road trip, go for it. And there’s no such thing as too old for this. Dump the bills, pack the crap and take it to the nearest flea market, sell it all and fill your tank…