Camping journey through the ages
Camping is definitely a journey that changes as you age / your kids age. My first memories of camping - was touring the North Island of New Zealand in a campervan with my family - I was 4 years old, and still stun my family of my memories and when ever the slides comes out (yes I am showing my age) I can pick the places that I know I didn't see in real life (turns out I slept through a couple of places). I returned to the North lsland in my 40's and was struck on arrival at a few places, that I instantly remembered being there before. After that trip we had a couple of trips staying in caravans, but it wasn't until I participated in the Great Victoria Bike rides in my teens that I revisted camping. In my 20's & 30's I was a regular fixture at friends properties where we glamped it up in a hut on some acreage, no running water or electricity, but a solid roof over our heads and a pot belly running flat out in the corner. I tried out camping with a ...