The smell of fresh brewed coffee in the morning amidst the crisp outdoor air. Smoke hangs in the air, maybe a stream babbles in the distance. You eat, you drink and you soak up the forest, as nature delivers a small batch of leafy therapy. I can’t think of many things that are more classic than camping. The original ‘getting off the grid,’ simply because that’s probably where we started as a collective humanity. Life sprung out of this so-called recreation and for me, life springs from it.
Last year, I was a fool, and possibly for many years before that. I didn’t realize how much I loved camping until I started backpacking again. This year, I aim to make up for the lack of woods, fresh food, sleeping under the stars and chats next to a glowing campfire as tequila enters the bloodstream.
My favorite spot is a childhood default. The first time I can remember entering the woods for an extended stay was Pipi Valley. What seemed like a long drive as a kid was definitely not. Maybe one and a half hours out of Sacramento, this place is certainly convenient. Having come here for almost my entire life, it seems to change every time, which always amazes me and never gets old. A cozy valley squeezed in the hills near Pioneer, CA, it may not offer much in terms of hiking, but relaxation is king here. The woo of the forest gets me every damn time… And I am totally ready for some forest wooing right about now. May 1st, booked.
Now it’s your turn, even though it’s not quite Summer, tell me, how much do you camp per year? What are you favorite spots and why? Any favorite memories deep in nature?