It turns out I actually like camping a lot! I think Mark and I got a few things right with our trip. First, we brought the dog:
Then we traveled just a short hour to the strange, lone peak in western North Carolina called Pilot Mountain.
because it had great views like these:
We let our sissy dog sleep in the tent when she tired from digging holes:
Brought a huge cooler and a ton of snacks:
Kept a fire going the whole time (letting Mark relive his childhood days of playing with flammable stuff and lighters) and roasted mallows:
Camping is great!