Telling spooky stories around a campfire is like a rite of passage. If you can handle these three stories, try them out with your friends on your next overnight camping adventure.
After a brief resurgence of American folk music in the 1950’s, gym teachers everywhere muckled onto the square dance as a way to make middle schoolers suffer.
It is not summertime in Maine until someone around a campfire declares that they make the best s’mores. Challenges for who can create the best ratio of chocolate to marshmallow are inevitably announced. The best part? There are no losers, only sticky faces, and happy campers.
We’ve all been there. You allot the amount of time Google Maps suggests for your journey from Point A to Point B and even add an extra 20-30 minutes in just to be safe. And then, halfway through your drive, traffic slows to a crawl, or even a complete halt. Suddenly, you’re going to be late for dinner, or to check into your hotel, or to meet your Grandma for lemonade.
Since when did being patriot mean being obnoxious in public? The Fourth is not about carousing around with the sounds of celebratory gunfire a la the Wild West, this is a civilized state with people who want to enjoy the Fourth with some dignity, so please respect your neighbors who don’t want to listen to your private fireworks show and your drunken singalongs until the break of dawn.
Glamping, more oxymoron than portmanteau, is a term that combines the words and concepts of glamor and camping to form ‘glamping’, which is a truly obnoxious and spectacular way to miss the point of camping altogether.
This summer you can wow your kids with this fun (and stinky) science project that will attract moths and turn a fun adventure in entomology into an unforgettable educational experience.
When I was a small kid, I spent most of my allowance on those cheap, little wax-wrapped jewels that stuck to my teeth and had an aftertaste of bad decisions. As a parent, I spend an inordinate amount of time trying to convince my kids that sugar bugs will eat their beautiful teeth if they keep pounding back the sugar, but they insist, and I occasionally relent.
Hantavirus is a dangerous disease that infects humans after contact with droppings, urine, or bodily fluids from rodents.
From pulling weeds to setting traps, homesteading is sometimes an unpleasant and dirty experience that doesn’t resemble the clean and chic ideas that so often advertise the hip trend of going rural.