Shittiest Camping Moments...

Camping trip to NY and Niagara falls with 4 kids and a drunk driver. Crammed into a ford escort with same for 8 hours, complete with all camping gear, 2 cases of bud, and 2 puking kids. I wanted to run screaming. We finally got to our temporary camp and set up, had supper, went to bed. Slept 2 hours, it started pouring. 3 inches of water in tent, back to the car like sardines for the rest of the night. Sleep sitting up. Racoons raid tent and eat all food. Next morning we take sleeping bags to laundromat, drag soaking thru laundromat leaving trails of water accross the floor to the dryers.

More beer for the driver, set up new camp, eat and go to bed. Youngest pukes all over sleeping bags. Gay couple shows up in middle of night to do wild thing nearby. Next morning, back to laundromat. More beer, and then head to Niagara Falls. Half way there, kids all fighting, 2 puking, drunk driver slams on breaks in front of bar and RUNS to bar leaving us sitting. Half hour later, back on the road. Stopped at motel near N.F., discover we can't afford it, head back way we came, cant find camping accomodations until we get 20 miles back the way we came. More beer, more puking kids.

Car now covered in puke and empty beer cans. I want to kill someone. At this point my mind goes blank, memories too painful... Next day, go back to original campsite, drive thru amish country with drunk driver who stops at chair shop for 2 hours and reinvents how they build their chairs while being a drunken asshole. I burn one while sitting in amish driveway. Only good part of the whole trip...

Back to camp FINALLY to discover someone stole the kids toys. Eat and go to bed, youngest pukes all over sleeping bags.

Next morning get cleaned up in restraunt bathroom. Everybody staring. Breakfast. Driver has raw egg in warm beer for breakfast. Now I wanna puke. 2 cases of beer, on the road home. I'm wearing plastic trash bag. Kids screaming, puking. We finally arrive home and the car breaks down.

 

lol good one earthmother



Drove through Death Valley one July with temperatures in the 110's during the day. Nighttime it got down to 90-something and I was feverish and freaking out until my wonderful hubby comes up with the idea to soak towels and use those as blankets. Still woke up every hour with bad dreams, whimpering, with a damp hot towel but hubby again would get up to soak it because I was incapable of moving or doing anything but moaning/crying. I guess that was worse for hubby than me.

Pulled a trailer down a lake road once, right past a sign that said no trailers past this sign. It was already dark so I didn't see it. Road keeps getting muddier and finally ends literally in the lake. Back up a little bit and set up the tent right on the road. The only dry spot in the tent, thankfully, was right where my son was. It rains icy rain which runs in a river under the tent so all 7 of us end up huddled in the van by dawn. The lake was creeping up to the tent by then and muddier than hell so it weighed 100 pounds, and it was still raining, but we broke it down and backed that fucking trailer half a mile up the road, almost slipping off the road into the lake every few feet, with husband cussing his directions and me going the opposite way until he finally kicked me out of the driver's seat and though he about gave me a heart attack, did manage to steer the trailer around to get the hell out of there.

 

I can't think of a time I've been camping when I didn't enjoy myself....but if I had to choose one I would say when I attempted a 14 mile hike in swealtering heat with 8 ounces of water. I don't know what I was thinking but I was having serious leg cramps and shit by the time I made it to Damascus.

 

lol... Dunno if this counts as worst camping or worst sunburn, but...

I went on a camping canoe trip with a youth group when I was 13. Everything would have gone fine, but the "waterproof" sunscreen I'd brought that was supposed to be SPF 65+ wasn't waterproof. And it didn't work when it was dry either. I ended up with sun poisoning & had nasty purple oozing blisters absolutely everywhere on my body that my cute little swimsuit didn't cover... including the BOTTOMS of my feet! All this while I was trying desperately to impress one of the other boys on the trip with how well I could handle the outdoors. (sigh)

Other than that, most of my camping memories are pretty good. A few are pretty funny to laugh at now that they're LONG gone though.

I was scared to death by a woman in a furry bathrobe (who in their right mind brings those camping anyway?) one night when my flashlight died... I was walking back to our tent from the pit-toilets & ran into her. I was 7 or * & thought for sure I'd run into a bear!

And my parents took us all on a month long road trip the year I graduated high school. We had a pop-up camper, but we stayed in national parks so it was kind-of "real" camping. The first night we stayed in Black Hills, SD and it snowed. Wouldn't have been so bad, but I ended up squidged into a single-person sleeping bag with both of my sisters; one of whom is a nocturnal cardio-kickboxer. A few nights later I had a run-in with a diamondback rattler, and we had to drive backwards down a mountain with an 11% grade in California when we found out there was a forest fire higher up. Oh, and we outran an F-3 tornado on the plains of Nebraska on the way home... that's just a few of the adventures from that one trip. I was lucky enough to have been journalling the entire trip to my future husband, and with all of the escapades we had on that trip it's become a family favorite "bedtime story."
love,
mom

 

This was the worse camping trip for me!!

It was prolly about 3 or 4 years ago. My friends and I were going to go camping down on Yocum Creek. Anywho, we got all our stuff together and decided we were going to get a pizza and eat it on the way down to the campsite. I was the only one who got supreme (IT WAS FROM DOMINO'S) and i ate like 2 or 3 pieces. Anyway to make a long story short. I woke up in the tent with the worst stomach pains ever and diarrhea. Turned out i got food poisoning and spent the whole night in the forest by the tent in so much pain. They found me in the morning i was dehydrated and they had to take me to the hospital. It was a very serious case of food poisoning from bad sausages on the pizza. I should of sued the fuckers!!! FUCK YOU DOMINO'S

 

Overall it was a fun trip but nearly ened really bad. I was backpacking in new mexico when I got really sick, couldn't keep food down and could barely breath. They striped my pack down to nothing to keep me moving and just thought I was being a wuss. They almost had to carry me home and that was 50 miles away. When I got back it turned out that I had a bleeding stomach ulcer, thats why I couldn't eat and I had lost over half my blood, thats why I couldn't breath. Funny thing is I was whiter then a sheet of computer paper, had two doctors hiking with me and even with my other symptoms they didn't think anything was wrong with me! Man did they get chewed out by my mom when I got back home. It was a fun time but I would have enjoyed it more if I could have eaten and breathed.