@2011panc I loved your post along with others. But I am sad and very resentful. As a child my parents and I did alot of tent camping. Now a wife of 48 years, we never go Anywhere, maybe 2 camp trips of our own (disaster) and three with church groups, those were fun because of other people, campfires and singing songs. My husband doesn't have an imaginative bone in his body, can,t put up a tent, don't have enough money, no longer own any camping supplies and I love to camp. Fresh smell of coffee in the morning, the smell of pines, the screech of bluejays ect. I just turned 70 and my husband is 79. Though I think at our age with mobility issues, a rented RV might be a better choice. Can't go anywhere, stuck in our mobile home as though we are just waiting to die. I've planned every vacation we've been on. I used to sit at work in the lunch room crying because I felt my husband had cement feet. I'm sorry for the griping but the ache inside is unbearable. Now with Fibro and spinal pain, it's like life is over for me. my husband can't walk ten feet without having to stop and take a breath. Just trying to honor my marriage vows.victorious69