I think I've mentioned that I have a bit of a ritual when it comes to packing for a camping trip.
The tubs and other container are labeled and loaded in the order they're needed as I set up camp. Everything has a place and a purpose.
Two weeks ago, when I was camping, I looked at several of the tubs and asked myself, "Why did I bring that?" Those questionable tubs included my camp kitchen with pots and pans, stove and utensils.
I didn't cook a thing, instead opting to grab breakfast at a nice little restaurant on the beach and eating boloney and crackers for lunch. After all, I'm not going to starve.
The last trip also cost me well over $100 in fuel for my F150 pickup. At 14 mpg, and nearly 500 miles round trip, it takes a bite out of the wallet.
I got the bright idea that I could probably make the trip in my Ford Fusion. I'm consistently getting 30 mpg, so I can cut my fuel cost in half.
So Saturday night, after my great-nephew Nathan's graduation party, I started loading my car to see if the necessary items would fit. If not, I could load the truck in about 15 minutes.
I was surprised that everything fit! I do have a tub sitting next to me on the passenger seat, but otherwise, it's all there.
When I arrived Sunday evening, I started setting up camp and quickly realized that I didn't have any chairs to park my carcass in. And, since I left he camp kitchen at home, I don't have any utensils, plates or cups.
No matter, I'll pick up some stuff at the store.
That proved to be a challenge as well. The "SuperStore" had a knife, but no chair worth buying. My other option was Walmart. They didn't have anything either, which I'm sure makes my dad happy. He hates Walmart.
I thought I could stop by Canadian Tire, which is much more of a super hardware store than a tire shop. They're closed on Sunday, AND, since July 1 -- Canada Day -- fell on Sunday, most of the stores, including Canadian Tire will be closed today.
I can't win.
Camping from the car saves me money on gas, but has added to the aggravation.
I guess this is what they call "roughing it."
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