THE FUTURE OF CAMPING
Once upon a time, there was a guy in a checkered, flannel shirt.
He spent the day loading his station wagon with all the essentials for a fine
family camping trip.
As he crammed his wicker picnic basket into the car, he could hear the glass
from his old green lantern shatter, spilling onto the floor of his wooden camp
box. It wasn't until then, when he noticed the pungent smell of the liquid white
gas that had leaked out of his old metal stove onto the carpeted tailgate.
He stuffed an old rag under the heavy two-burner and continued his mission of
packing as much clunky gear into the family car as possible.
Next, he would commence coaxing his wife and children into the car, explaining
that "roughing it" is an American pastime and that every family must experience
it for themselves, at least once.
And then, there was that guy's neighbor.
He was a modern dad with a modern lifestyle who cherished his frequent out-
ings with his family.
His SUV was always loaded with the essentials: A clean-burning propane
coffee maker, low profile stove and L.E.D. lantern that was safe for the kids and
shined like a champ.
As his kids ran for the car, one of them stopped to remind mom to "grab the so-
lar charger" for the cameras, cell phones and iPods they had in their backpacks.
As the SUV vanished down the street, the guy next door pondered his motives
for what he was about to put his loving family through.
He looked into his wife's fearful eyes, and at that moment, made the decision
to retire his old gear in exchange for something that offered his family a better
After all, this was his family's future. This was the future of camping.
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