Sunday Morning Shorts: Week 2

Short stories told by our ambassadors. Each week a different prompt! 
Grab some coffee - Grab a seat

Where is the strangest place you've ever camped?

It was the year of the great flood…well, great flood may be a stretch…. My house flooded. I woke up to 6” of standing water on the first floor and a couple feet in the basement. In a panic I threw all of my soaked belongings into our garage or onto the front lawn. To me, it was a disaster; to others, it looked like a yard sale. Camping in your front yard may not sound strange to most. But to me, a few feet from my “would be” comfortable bed, it was. Camping by choice is one thing, Camping by necessity in a questionable neighborhood is a whole different animal. A note to others who may find themselves in this situation… Do your dishes. We forgot, and after a week or so in a humid, 80° apartment, the leftovers in the sink were unrecognizable and the clean-up process was not fun. -Kelly

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 The "strangest" place I have ever camped was on the stampede trail, north of Denali, in the so called "magic bus." Made famous by the Krakauer novel, Into the wild. The night was cold, so we slept inside the bus, and space was limited, so I spent the night on the bed that Chris Mcandless' corpse spent the winter on. It didn't creep me out I slept great but it was certainly strange! -Clyde

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 My partner and I were a few days into biking toward the Carretera Austral in southern Chile when we arrived at our destination for the night: Cochamo, Chile. We searched for camping in the small town for a while until we found a small family horse-packing company that would be impromptu hosts for the rest of the night. We were to put up our tent within 3 feet of the house, cook with a spectacular view of the snow covered volcano across the bay, and enjoy the occasional baked goods that were brought to us. It wasn't long until we met the black sheep of the family...literally a black sheep. He mostly grazed the grass around the house, but on multiple occasions we caught him nibbling the guy lines on our tent or licking my bicycle wheels. Later we experienced the nightly ritual of one of the dogs getting loose from its hitching post. The first time it chewed through the rope and simply ran around. Every other time it got free the dog didn't waste time crewing through the rope, it simply dragged the whole metal post out of the ground (that the rope was attached to) and did laps around the front yard. It made for a great nights sleep... - Dani

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My first attempt at minimalist car camping was in high school. Two friends joined me on an impromptu camping trip, and we were excited to push the limit of how little we could take with us to enjoy the outdoors. Sounds reasonable, right? Well, the downside was that it was early February in Michigan. Not exactly the best time to camp, especially with minimal sub-par equipment. We had planned to camp in a designated camp ground, but we ended up leaving for our trip right before sundown. We never ended up finding our campground in the woods, but managed to find this horse camp ground (bizarre location in the Michigan woods, but it worked). We navigated around the horse droppings and set up camp for the night. I've slept in everything from cars in shady parking lots to public bathroom floors, but the horse camp ground was the strangest of all. -Pierce

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