“I’m a lumberjack and I’m OK…”
There isn’t anything more Canadian than camping and being outdoors. Taking a three day weekend with my hubby and spending it in MacGregor Point Provincial Park. It’s on the east coast of Lake Huron. A six hour drive gets us there but it’ll probably take longer as we make stops to explore the towns along the way.
What I love about camping is that life feels so much simpler. Cook and eat. Hike and sleep. Hang out to read a book or write in my journal. It’s basic living and I love it.
My first experience of camping was with friends in university. We went up to Cypress Lake Provincial Park, on the Bruce Peninsula. Truly a beautiful place. Rugged rocky terrain, crisp clean Georgian Bay water, fresh air, hiking trails along the coastline, secluded sites to pitch the tent. It is the yardstick by which I compare all my other camping adventures. I was disappointed to find it fully booked. Can’t pine over that for long.
Getting in a daily shower is no longer taken for granted when I am living outside. MacGregor Point campgrounds have them, which is a real luxury. In Cypress Lake, I really didn’t miss showering because the open water was available for a refreshing, albeit chilly, swim. Should I really care if I am a little stinky in the great outdoors?
When I go camping, I feel like I am shedding layers of expectations. About how I should be dressing. About where I have to be next. About when I go to sleep or have to wake up. I get a better sense of my natural rhythm because I am in direct contact with nature.
And it doesn’t hurt to use the excuse that cell phone service is just terrible out in the woods!
