Camping is one of the best summer time activities and Verity members seem to enjoy it. But this year, I have been unable to join the ranks of people sleeping under the stars. That must change Labor Day Weekend.
Camping is one of my favorite summer-time activities. It’s hard to beat sitting around the campfire with friends and family, building furniture from whatever I can find, swimming in natural bodies of water, cooking in a makeshift kitchen and exploring the natural world.
Every year from as early as I can remember, I’ve been at least once between April and October. But this year, due to work schedules, weather and other summertime events, my husband and I have yet to go camping. And summer is quickly coming to a close. This is making me one frustrated Northwesterner.
I was introduced to the art of outdoor vacationing as a young kid – my parents were avid campers so they dragged my sisters and me along before we could even walk. Every summer, we would pack up the car with our camping kitchen boxes, sleeping bags, tents and fishing poles and find a new place to explore – The Grand Canyon, Mammoth Lakes, Orcas Island, Crater Lake, small campgrounds in Texas, Whidbey Island, Eastern Washington, Yellowstone, Arches National Park…
As I got older, the camping gene continued to grow in me. As a teenage Girl Scout, my troop and I planned at least one camping trip each year (and sometimes as many as three or four), exploring state parks and campgrounds all over Washington. After graduating high school, my boyfriend and I went on a two-week road trip to Southern California, camping at Mt. St. Helens, the Oregon Coast, Redwood National Park and more along the way. And as an adult, I’ve been every summer for at least a weekend trip, sometimes in a state park, sometimes in a primitive site off a forest road in the middle of nowhere.
I don’t know what makes people campers; some people just hate the idea of sleeping on the ground, even with an air mattress. But Verity members seem to be campers. All summer, people have stopped in the Alderwood branch on their way to or from camping excursions. They talk about the hikes they’re going to do, or the lakes they just swam in, and list off the supplies they still need to get before hitting the road. The smell of campfire is sometimes still apparent in their hair or clothes. And every time, I’m jealous.
So, for the love of camping, I vow that summer will not end without me enjoying one trip. My husband and I WILL go camping Labor Day weekend, more than likely in a remote spot we love near the Nooksack River. Friends may join us, they may not, but either way, I will join the Verity members and other Northwesterners who slept under the stars this summer.
Hi, I’m Kira. I joined Verity in early 2012 after a seven-year stint as a newspaper reporter. While I never thought my career path would veer off in this direction, I am loving my time at Verity. I recently moved from being a member services representative at the Alderwood Branch to being the marketing coordinator for the credit union.
I’m originally from Texas, but I have lived all over the country and the world, including Boston, Massachusetts, Anchorage, Alaska and Sydney, Australia. But in all my travels, the Pacific Northwest is the only place that has felt like home.
When not at work, I am usually home with playing with my son, husband, dog and three cats. During the rare times I don’t have a to-do list to plow through (and it’s not raining too hard), I can be found digging in the vegetable garden, training for a half-marathon, or grilling in the backyard.