Shittiest Camping Moments...

wait.. i remember another one now


we got there pretty late .. it was already dark. my stupid husband and his brother were too busy trying to get drunk. i set everything up myself in the dark , while them two morons just sat there.. drinking more.

then right as i'm about to finish setting up the tent my husband says to me .. "oh shit the acid is kicking in and we have to go home NOW. i'm going to freak out"

what acid? they had taken acid before we left and didn't bother to tell me. then i had to fight his brother for the car keys because there was no way in hell i was going to let a 17yr old drunk/frying boy drive my kids and me home because my husband was too fucked up to do so.

so here i am driving a 63 catalina at night on small winding roads with 2 drunk/frying idiots and 2 kids under the age of 2..

he still wonders why i left him

 

omg... lol

 

Christ! If I did anything this insensitive, I'd have dug a pit of shit so deep I'd never have escaped. Furthermore, my wife would probably have just ended it all for me on the spot...a bad trip indeed. Good thing you liberated yourself mama.

 

4. driving through New Mexico with yet another girl and her two friends from England. We couldn't get a hotel room in Santa Fe, so we drove to Albuquerque thinking we swould see hotels along the way (we're from the east and europe) there weren't any at all, then we couldn't get a room in Albuquerque, so we drove off for an hour or two and found a "camp site" at 3 am...

we set up the tent in the dark, at about 5 am a total creep was lurking around our tent and wanting my girlfriend to go to his office with him to pay the fee.

we refused to pay right then.

woke up in the morning and we were in this decrepit RV place with all these rusting cars and a mosquito larva lake, like from a horror movie

 

5. same girl, this time in southern Utah at Canyonlands i think. We climbed up this giant rock/hill/cliff thing and went very far to this high point to get stoned and watch the sun set (stupid as hell). We got up there and watched, and as the sun set it was a new moon, no light at all. we had no flashlight or water.

We started walking trying to get down from this thing, but it was very hard. We would come to an edge and drop a stone off to hear how far it was down, sometimes it was 4 feet, sometimes what sounded like 50.

We eventually made it down to the ground level, but had no idea where we were. We ended curling up under some rock and waiting for the sun to rise, all the while dreaming of apple juice and water. Finally when the sun came up I climbed to this high point and spotted our camp maybe 200 yards away.

very dangerous and stupid

 

i camped two weeks ago at a 1st of may fest in vama veche,on the beach.on the second day a storm started and the waves came dangerously close to the tents.all the people dug a trench against the water and after that i went to sleep,having a hangover.i woke up realising the water was in my tent.and we were 30 meters away from where waves usually reached.

after a couple of days,when people left me and this girl decided to stay another day.bad,bad ideea.in the evening there were around 20 people scattered on an area of 2 km,about 100 ferocious dogs and the local gypsies looking with greed at my equipment and my girl.we freaked out and packed quickly.

last summer in vama veche a storm came during the night and hell started,people were running after their tents,sand was everywhere,you couldn't hear anything,some tents got blown 100 meters in the sea.my tent was anchored very well,so i didn't had any trouble.

 

I went to the World Electronic Music Festival in the summer of 2004. The festival was great until we had to leave. The shuttle bus that was suppose to bring us back to Toronto never came back and we were stuck in the middle of no where Canada. I was at an altered state of mind and I started to cry while walking aimlessly on an unknown road. Then a random car pulled over and asked if i was ok. I told them my story. They threw us $100 to get a taxi back to Toronto, which was an hour away. We made our bus back to the states just in time. The bus was about to leave as we got there! This was a semi-bad experience that ended to be good. If I wasn't balling my eyes out I may still be in Canada and well is that really a bad thing?..lol

 

My old man and I were up in Canada a few hundred miles north of Vancouver once. We had just spent a day at a hot spring and were heading down a dirt road somewhere to find the "perfect" camping spot. Well he heads sown this little road but it ended and he had to turn around in a thick brush. He backed up over a medium sized pine tree sapling and when he pulled the VW van forward the tree jammed up into the engine compartment as they are in the back. All we saw was smoke so we jumped out and popped the back and had to unloqad a couple hundred pound of gear in a few minutes. When he got to the engine, the tree was coming up through the side. Hoses were torn, oil was spilling out, it was a DISASTER and we were well over 100 miles to the closest town. We had to climb under the van and cut the tree out from the bottum. Then Eric had to duct tape the hoses as best we could. We knew if we ran out of oil we would be stranded so as dusk was turning to dark, we reloaded and drove about 15 miles and hour back to that town. We had to stop and constantly check the oil. When we finally got into town we stopped in a parking lot next to a train track. The next day we went to the auto shop and had to have parts imported from the U.S. It cost a small fortune and we were stranded in this parking lot for days!

 

I got drunk and slept in a puddle

 

So last year I was at the Tree Huggers Ball in WVa.The first night It started raining very very hard and my rain gaurd flew off,I didnt relize it untill I woke up and could not breath because I was in 2 ft of water.So the next day it starts to snow really hard,My cloths were soked from the night before and I tried to warm my shoes up but they fell in the fire and burned.So here I am all my gear wet and with no shoes.But luckily that night I got to sleep in a barn were it was very warm and this brethren gave me a pair of extra shoes.so it all turned out ok in the end.

 

rain sucks when you got no tent.

 

download 2006 the weather was insanely hot and there was no shade anywhere, still a wicked festival though

camped in -8 C and it got dark about 5 o clock, we were prepared though cos it had been forecast

 

Goin to a festival after checking the weather , the weather says its going to be beautiful, All i brought was some blankets, a hammock, well.....Turns out the biggest storm hit us, I was left out in the rain , very crappy !!!!!

 

My shittiest camping moments were so shitty I vowed never to camp in a Provencal park again. For three summers in a roll the family and I would pack up our mountain bikes and the trailer with camping gear and food then pedal to the English Man River Provincial park that was 40 miles away – to camp for 10 days. The last year that we did this - we had set up camp then went to check out the falls. When we got back to camp we noticed our main cooler chess of food was missing. Were it gets real shitty is the park rangers and staff - knew there was a problem with someone driving through the park and ripping off cooler chests. They knew us for years so I figure it would have been dissent to warn us but I guess it was against the rules. If they had warned us I would have hidden my cooler and stuff in the brush. We wound up only staying 3 nights. The next year we started camping at private campsites. Anyway cheers!

 

When I was in the scouts we went camping next to a creek on some land our scoutmaster owned. It started raining on the second day, but that was ok, we were prepared. It rained throughout the night and when I woke up the next morning I was all wet and the creek was really loud. I looked outside to find that the creek had flooded and now our whole campsite was under some fairly fast moving water. We only lost one tent; it was a huge army tent that we used as a dining hall. We found it and all the poles but they were broken. We packed up and the scoutmaster took us all home. To this day my dad cracks up when he tells my kids about how I came home looking like a "drowned rat".

 

There's this thing called the 6 P's. Previous Proper Planning Prevents Poor Performance.


I've had a few crappy experiences while hiking the Appalachian Trail but none as bad as the ones listed here.

 

I'm hittin the smokies again in a month, can't wait!

 

It wasn't the shittiest, but most memorable...
It was 1969, I was on a 30 day leave from the army be for I was shipping out to Viet Nam. I was headed to the Sierras and Yosemite in Calif. to play and have a good time.
I met a young lady and we went to the hi country. The first day we settled in and ate a load of mushrooms.
Ran through the moutains all day with only our boots on. That night we crawled in my little plastic tent. We started getting it on, when the tent stacks pulled loose.
We slid down the hill, wound up on a dirt road and almost got hit by a pick-up.
Ah.. I'll never forget ol' whats her name......

 

When I was in scouts we we're camping on a battlefield in VA, late afternoon some severe thunderstorms rolled in and we got hit by a small tornado, nobody got really hurt but we lost alot of gear..........it was still pretty exciting though.