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Camping in a tent

July 19, 2014
By Cindy Votruba , Marshall Independent

The last time I had been camping in a tent was 16 years ago when a couple of friends and I decided to make a trip out to the Black Hills area for the 50th anniversary of the Crazy Horse Monument. It was the first week of June so I packed mostly summery clothing, maybe one pair of long pants. We spent a couple of days in the Badlands, and the temperature was in the 80s. It was gorgeous outside. We go out to the Black Hills. It's a little cooler, not as sunny, but it was tolerable. I used my friend Dave's self-inflating camp pad to sleep on, which was nice. My other friend, Michele, had one of those space blankets, you know, the one that looks like aluminum foil and sounds like it when she would turn over in her sleep. So between snoring and the crinkling of the space blanket, I was usually be up before 5 a.m. each morning of the camping trip. Plus there was the added bonus of snow both mornings we were in the Black Hills. We'd wake up and there would be snow on top of the tent, around the fire pit and on the ground. Needless to say, we went out for breakfast both mornings. Plus I was totally unprepared clothing-wise for the weather. I borrowed a sweatshirt from Michele and basically wore the same clothes all day for both days. I also put socks on my hands to serve as mittens. Dave, who's been camping many times and apparently knew what to expect, had a heavy coat, etc. Despite all that, we had fun, experienced both the Badlands State Park and Custer State Park, took in a horseback riding excursion and the 50th anniversary celebration of Crazy Horse.



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