Shittiest Camping Moments...

Ok here it goes...
My friends and I were on a river camping trip, and after a looooonnng ass day we finally found an awesome camping spot and were just finished setting up camp when a huge storm hit and stole our canoe that had ALL of our food in it and washed it down a good 10 miles... GORP starts to suck after a while

Now it's your turn... Humor us...

 

I got pretty sick at a festival last summer and wound up hanging onto a tree and losing it from both ends. rather gross, but that's what comes to mind as my worst experience while camping.

 

1. camping a devils tower in wyoming, about 10 different thunderstorms hit overnight, the water startede creeping in until were were soaked, had to get out in the morning, run through a field of mosqiutoes and to the bathroom to clean up

2. this girl I dated from pittsburgh insisted we sleep outside in a park with only a blanket and wouldn't take no for an answer, once again there were mosquitos and it was very wet, plus she got super bitchy.

 

number 2 sounds particularly painful

 

3. outer banks, nc. we camped on the beach, no shade incredible heat during the day, plus swarms of black flies everywhere, biting. at night a raccoon ate through our tent and took some food. In the morning I awoke to my wife standing there all packed, saying she was leaving

 

actually, now that I think of it, all of these times involved women in bad moods as well, #2 probably was the most painful

 

Women and camping is a delicate mix.

 

worst camping trips are always the ones when a man goes with me and he expects to sit the whole time while i do everything.


this weekends camping trip was perfect.. except for the dead squirrel floating around in the swimming hole

 

Going to bed one night in a two person tent with four people in it because it had just started to downpour...when we awakened in the morning the "stream" we were camped next to had become a river and was now just about a foot away from the edge of our tent!!! Yikes. Wake up and scramble to move camp before it's washed away with you in it! Then, to make matters worse, we had put all of our food and beverage behind a little dam we had made in the stream to keep it cool. Needless to say, it was all washed away into the next county by the time we woke up. Crappy rest of the weekend, rationing the few things we had left.

 

#1 Canoeing on the Swaunee river stopped to take a peepee in the woods as I was squatting I heard a mans voice say something obsene I look up and a hobo was 5feet away jerking his wanker. I screamed and ran I swear I heard the theme to deliverace.

#2 comming down a mountain in North carolina the brakes took a break on our VW bus and hubby got a little squirly. The oh so full port a john I insist on traveling with spewed it goodness all over the inside of the bus. That sucked to ride home in.

#3 Ate too many "chocolates" at a festival and puked all over myself. After my BBQ sandwich and curly fries. Only to find out the golf cart I thought I was riding back to camp in was gone and I walked the whole way back obviously covered in chunks. Talk about walk of shame.

 

i have had some bad camping experiences but warpedsoaper has me beat all to hell

 

yea kinda hard to beat them campin goodtimes..... other than rain n storms i dont really have any true horror stories from campin,,,, all mine have always been caused by human stupidity to begin with therefore it is all incredibly funny as it plays out,,,, least for me it has been ...

 

I almost chopped my thumb off with an axe. I was 12 years old, with the Boy Scouts, spliting wood. The scar remains on my hand as a reminder.

Lots and lots of things can go wrong

 

Went camping expecting warm weather, but somehow the forcast changed and every night was near freezing, and I didn't have the clothes for it at all. The first night it rained too, and most of the next morning, very cold and wet. Worst of all, I was doing a solo camping trip and was at a rather emotional time in my life, and just laid there shivering in my tent, thinking about how confused I was about life, crying like a baby. Having no clock and with it being cloudy, I had no sense of time; it felt like forever.

Once the rain stopped and the sun came out and warmed me up, the rest of the trip was pretty good. And I learned a valuable lesson about what kind of clothes to bring along.

 

I was in the Boundary Waters with my dad, and we encountered 40 degree nights and 40 hours of continous rain fall, with rain on and off after that point. This was the first week of August and was the coldest week in August of Minnesota history. Our rain gear of course ripped, the plastic bag in one of our packs ripped so our clothes and sleeping bags got wet, and we we frantically canoing down the edge of this lake during a terrible storm where wave after wave of whitecaps came rushing into the canoe. I thought I would succumb to hypothermia as our phones did not work, and we were far away from anything.

 

I'd been camping,playing accordian and cycling for 3 months,when I decided to go into a pub one night.Very - VERY - stupidly drunk beer then whisky then beer then whiskey and so on... next thing I knew I woke up in a police truck - and I'd been kicked and mugged - so had no money or food.Got back to my tent next day and found I couldn't play accordian - I'd cracked a few bones.Went to hospital got some painkillers then lay on my back in my tent for 4 days while it just rained and rained,and all I had to eat was toothpaste.I kept doing little bits of excersise till I could just about ride my bike again and suddenly there was a really bright sunny day and I made quite a bit of money - I had the best fkn meal I've ever had that day - but I was lucky to get out of that one alive!

 

Made love on poison oak one night while camping.

 

whats poison oak?

 

You don't want to find out the hard way-it's similar to poison ivy.

 

Ok, I'm not sure if this experience was 'shitty' but-my old girlfriend and I went camping, and in the middle of the night this enormous cold front came through the area and battered the tent for hours with hail-I just prayed that the tent wouldn't fall down or get ripped to pieces-it turned freezing cold and we kept each other warm by snuggling up, and her warm and delicious Mongolian hot pot cooking. When the sun came up, it was freezing cold, so we drove our butts 250 miles back to our home-the tent didn't have a scratch on it.