Partly because Don has a "thing" for camping in the mountains. Despite all the gorgeous places to camp in Florida (yes, winter only), he wouldn't do it.
And partly because I have a "thing" for driving 11 hours to reach those mountains for just a w'end stay.
One day it was decided we needed to just do it. This decision was "conveniently" made post winter, effectively taking Florida camping out of the equation. Don, Scott and Dara researched a few places and decided to head to the Great Smoky National Park to backcountry camp.
Yes, I said backcountry camping. The kind where you hike a few miles in, carrying all needed supplies with you - including a shovel to dig your own toilet.
Apparently I'm the only realist in the group (aka a mom with kids) and I quickly put in my two cents for car camping. The good friends and family they are, they acquiesced. However, since we "conveniently" decided to go on July 4 w'end, all car camping spots were taken.
Backcountry camping it was to be.
And in the end, I'm soooo glad they made me do it. It was an awesome experience - helped by the fact that we had nearly perfect weather, no bugs, no bears and fixins' for mojitos.
Here's to celebrating independence!
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