Camping Times

I like to go camping. My favorite part, honestly, is just being outside. I’ve read that our ancestors spent something like 70% of their lives outdoors, and now we’re down to just 7%. I could totally live 70% of my life outside. I could easily add another 30% more if I built an outdoor kitchen or something. Maybe I should actually do that…

Anyway I digress, so why I like camping….

There’s something about stepping out of the tent in the morning, trees all around you, smell of the crisp air and just being like, "Yep let’s do it."

In this modern world, we need breaks. We need moments where we pull away from the comfortable lives and get some distruption. Like a reset. That’s why people go on retreats, right? It’s the interruption of the usual routine.

And there’s some built-in gratitude with camping too. Like, you're out there brushing your teeth in the woods with a cup. Gotta eat through whatever comes off the fire. Just you, a toothbrush, and a squirrel probably judging you.

My boys are into it, which I’m really glad about. Looking forward to doing more of it this year. Might even go full wilderness mode if you push me.

If you’re ever camping around here, I’ve got a secret list of spots—mapped out all the good ones. DM me and I’ll send it your way.

I think I was supposed to tie this into business somehow, but... yeah, not gonna do that. Alright, peace.