Camping
A photo-essay of my favorite pastime

Who doesn't enjoy camping?  Nothing is more relaxing than a bit of solitude in the forest for a couple of days, or maybe the company of a good friend (dogs especially) around the campfire at night.  The chill of a frosty morning in the mountains greeting you as you emerge from your tent to fry some bacon and eggs; the black dome of the sky wheeling through the night with a billion stars shining bright without city-light competition; the murmer of pine boughs deep in the night as you lay packed in a snug sleeping bag; the smell of wood smoke on your clothes.  Not many escapes are available for the masses as they toil in crowded workrooms with noisy machines and irritating coworkers, or jockey for place in the supermarket line after work to get home before dark.  Ah to get back to nature.  There's no place I'd rather be.

"Friends around the campfire; everybodys high.  Rocky Mountain High."