I have such incredibly fond memories of fishing and camping as a child. (which i know is bound to be my undooing bc anything I loved as a child, is not the same as an adult)
We trekked out to Cabela's today and played around. Or, I played around, I should say. Saint kind of rolled his eyes when I pulled out my camera. I was like a kid in a candy shop. I sat on all the difeerent cots, crawled into and walked through the tents and would have (had I not known I would be arrested) crawled up the hunting tree display. I had so much fun and I took a butt load of pictures. I even got Saint to take one of me!
I thought it was quite comical that they put these really simple signs in front of each of the animals - beaver, raccoon, polar bear. I mean really. These guys are the epitome of information. WHY wouldn't they have signs depicting where the animal was from or a bit of history?
In the end, we realized that between my stuff, his stuff, his roommate and my parent's, we have all that we need minus sleeping bags. We each got one! I am pretty excited (as most women are) that mine is camo colored!! And I love orange. It is fleece inside too, which I love sleeping warm.