My husband, our children and I have had wonderful camping experiences over the past ten years.
Some of our1 are funny, especially from the early years when our children were little.
Once, we2 along Chalk Creek. I was3that our 15-month-old boy would fall into the creek (小溪). I tied a rope around his waist to keep him near to our spot. That lasted about ten minutes.
He was4, and his crying let the whole campground know it. So5 tying him up, I just kept a close eye on him. It6he didn't end up in the creek. My three-year-old, however, did.
Another time, we rented a boat in Vallecito Lake. The sky was clear when we7, but storms move in fast in the mountains, and this one quickly8our peaceful morning trip. The 9picked up and thunder old. My husband stopped fishing to10 the motor. Nothing. He tried again. No11We were stuck in the middle of the lake with a dead motor. As we all sat there12a fisherman pulled up, threw us a rope and towed (拖) us back. We were13Now, every year when my husband pulls our camper out of the garage, we are filled with a sense of14 , wondering what camping fun and15 we will experience next.
