@kuoh Wabbit season should be mostly the spring, while duck season should be in the fall during migration. (Or course, in much of the US, rabbits are considered vermin, and there’s not a season, a limit, or any requirement for a license.)
Fall is elk camp season which means lots of story telling and eating and drinking - you know - all the stuff your wife yells at you for doing. Hunting seems to just be a break to have more adventures to exaggerate back at camp. Like: “today I hiked up that big hill, yeah, the big one. Got a monster bull in my sights but he must’ve got spooked - probably by a bear or cougar - and he bolted before I had a clear shot. What’s that you say? Same exact thing happened to you? Well I’ll be. Maybe tomorrow. You done with that bottle?”
If we’re tenting, it needs to be between 50-70º overnight.
If we’re in the camper and we have heat and/or A/C, it’s all good.
P.S. I live in Michigan, so this “seasons” you speak of is a foreign concept. We have them all, but Michigan does whatever it wants, whenever it wants. Many times in the same day.! enter image description here
@katbyter naw… from what I have heard… you have an extended cooler to colder months with a LOT of White stuff. Then short periods of warmer weather. It is reverse in the Southern US. By Noon you have had another “bath”
@chienfou I did, in 1981. To Houston, chosen for its cool, dry climate, lack of murderous traffic at rush hour, terrain that’s not dead flat and soggy everywhere, and friendly and helpful bilingual natives. By comparison to Miami, all of that is accurate. (Except in August, our hottest month.)
@chienfou I remain firmly convinced that Miami is the finest place in North America to be from. VERY FAR from. (People in other segments of So Fla are welcome to nominate challengers, of course.) (I first typoed those last two words as “or curse”, and almost left it that way…)
Seriously are you kidding? I find mid June murderous sleeping in my minivan in the parking garage at MDA. May was fine. ALL summer months there suck bricks temperature wise. When I am back this Dec I am presuming I might even need a light blanket or sleeping bag. Canoeing across north FL sucked bricks too temperature wise in the summer - not to mention the daily thunderstorms - not the best thing to have in an aluminum canoe on a river with swampy sides so no good place to get off the water in places. In mid winter sometimes the canoe paddles froze to the bottom of the canoes and your wet shoes froze if you didn’t sleep on them.
Actually though camping in any season from 40 to 60 below at night in NW Ontario to hotter than hell and humid in the south in the summer all have some plusses (and minuses).
FALL!! When the leaves meander down and settle on the forest floor and dry out they then become nice and crispy which is a wonderful thing since they can then alert me when I hear the CRUNCH of the leaves a split-second before a MASSIVE BEAR devours me for a midnight snack!! (Whew! I’m outta breath from a long-winded sentence!!)
@IndifferentDude@Lynnerizer@mycya4me If the bear is feasting on your buddy, and you stick around to watch while he finishes up, then prolly you owe it to the rest of the gene pool to just go ahead and be that toothpick…
@IndifferentDude@Lynnerizer@mycya4me@shahnm There’s an old joke about backpackers being told to hang small bells on their gear so that the jingling would scare the bears away. When evaluating a potential campsite, if the bear scat nearby contains small bells, there are brown bears in the area, and it’s best not to camp there.
Perhaps my attitude would change if I had one of those “Motels-On-Wheels” RVs, but I just like my creature comforts too much…shower & bathroom primarily…to get much into camping. Of course, our weather up here does play into it as well…We go from brutal Winter cold/snow to HOT AF Summers within a couple weeks, then regress back towards the lovely Winter way too soon as well…
@tohar1 My ex decided it was getting too expensive to stay in a hotel when we went to Montreal for the Formula One race, so we camped one year. He told me we were luxury camping because there was an air mattress. Hah! My idea of camping is some sort of trailer or RV. Having to steal the next campsite’s electricity and blow-dry my hair standing under a tree was bad enough, but the raccoons ate our bagels because someone didn’t put them away right and you had to pay for hot water in the plug-less bathhouse. The next year, I stayed home; I’m an indoor cat.
Love camping in general. Did a good bit in years past, esp. when the kids were younger. Haven’t gone in several years due to parental responsibilities (taking care of elderly parents!) Now that we are transitioning Mom to my sister’s maybe we can do some more of it. Especially now that I have a “new” hip! Really like fall camping esp at some of the beach parks once school starts back up. Also had some great backpacking trips on parts of the Appalachian Trail with SWMBO in the fall when we were about the only ones out.
When we family camped growing up Dad always tried to get his vacation time in the fall; summers out west were just too hot to really enjoy. We actually drove home from a tent camp at midnight once because it was still over 100 degrees (and the car had a/c so we were already hiding in it rather than the tent).
Plus fall is the most beautiful time to camp in most places we could get to.
Now I lean towards winter mainly because its less crowded. And its a lot easier to stay warm in the too-cold than get comfortable when its too hot
I grew up with a pop-up camper trailer, in which family lore says my brother was in fact conceived.
The thing was so beat-up that by our middle-school years the hydraulics were out, and setting it up involved my mom wedging a two-by-four into the structure next to the door so it wouldn’t fall on us. Fun times indeed.
(I’m a car [tent] camper now. And I picked fall. No brainer.)
@kostia dad actually went out camping with his parents in a popup. Then when we were kids he bought a new from the factory jayco pop up. I think we only went all the way out west with it a few times though. At least once was in a “convoy” with the grandparents and their much older one. CBs and everything. Giant sleaves of cassette tapes. “Wood grain” V8 station wagon that could haul it through the Rockies if you stopped to cool the brakes and have a snow ball fight in summer.
Than we were grown up and sat for 20-25 years in a garage. Than a driveway when mom was getting ready to sell cause dad was gone. She gave it to the youth pastor because they actually have kids and actually used theirs and theirs was a mess.
You know if none of my siblings wanted it. I wish my life had gone a little differently cause especially with work from home… but no kids/no wife. I don’t want it to die a slow death in my driveway. Just. Popups are cool. I remember setting it up at every campground
I think it was actually as far as he could get mom toward going out west lol. Some later trips we just went and tent camped without her.
When there’s no other option, like your house was swallowed up by a sink hole, washed away by a flood, blown away by a wind storm, burnt to a crisp by a wildfire… that sort of thing. And only if there are no hotel rooms for many miles.
I’ve been in a handful of motels/hotels where I would rather have been in a tent, truthfully. What happens when you travel with someone who’s reluctant to make arrangements beforehand and you get into a town late (by car.)
What happens when you travel with someone who’s reluctant to make arrangements beforehand and you get into a town late (by car.)
I rarely plan ahead when driving to see family. I was once driving around 1100 miles to see family (pre kid) and it was hot as hell so I decided not to sleep in my car like I usually did. Stopped at one cheap hotel (after a handful were full and/or no one answered the bell so I guess asleep at the job) and was given a room that someone was apparently using although not home at 1 in the morning as the bed was pulled back, pubic hair on the sheets, towel on the floor, clothes in the dresser… Went back to the office, demanded a refund and kept driving until I found a Pilot/Love’s type 24 hour gas station to spend the night in. Decided that was better than my other choices of way too expensive or hotels that likely were also rented by the hour (well at least the “roommates” rented by the hour from the primary hotel room occupant).
@ircon96@Kyeh@werehatrack My standards of where I am willing to check in are probably a lot lower than yours too though. I go by price - the lower the better. That can have a tendency to kick me towards 1 star motels that would be negative stars if that was an option.
Well, I’m thinking of 3 places - one in Grand Junction CO, two in French villages - where we just settled for the only place available. And they were pretty awful - one was right above the big brightly-lit sign without adequate curtains, another had a bed that sloped steeply downwards at the foot end, etc.
But that place you refused to stay is a whole other level of nastiness.
@ircon96@Kidsandliz@Kyeh Price alone is not always a reliable barometer, but a really super-low price in an area with other choices is generally a warning flag. There was a place called Executive Inn in Texarkana that was $29 for the longest time, and while the rooms didn’t have bedbugs, and didn’t stink horribly, you got no more than you paid for. (I generally would push on before I’d crash there.)