Keziah, I loved camping during my years in Alaska.
I grew up in a tiny Illinois farm-town whose claim to fame was a fantastic campground, called the Kentuckiana. Kentuckiana Kampground and Opry in Hopedale, Illinois 309_449_3274
A boy named Tim was in my class at school and his parent owned/operated the campground. He had great tales of campers from all summer- but long 'bout Labor Day in September most of the campers would depart for the season. Always though were a couple of stragglers that would really push the limits and stay out into cold Fall weather in their flimsy tents. I remember one year a duo of campers remained at his family's campground until well after the season's first snow!
I grew up in a tiny Illinois farm-town whose claim to fame was a fantastic campground, called the Kentuckiana. Kentuckiana Kampground and Opry in Hopedale, Illinois 309_449_3274
A boy named Tim was in my class at school and his parent owned/operated the campground. He had great tales of campers from all summer- but long 'bout Labor Day in September most of the campers would depart for the season. Always though were a couple of stragglers that would really push the limits and stay out into cold Fall weather in their flimsy tents. I remember one year a duo of campers remained at his family's campground until well after the season's first snow!