BruceandTrisha wrote:

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Acoustic guitar softly strumming as the moon rises.  We pictured people softly singing "Kum-Bay-Yah" and "Michael Roll Your Boat Ashore"  as they stare into the firelight.

Well, we awoke to loud noises - and walked down to the campsite to find the guitar player on top of the picnic table, not strumming softly, but playing like he was Ted Nugent.  His friends were gathered around the campfire, not singing sweetly, but dancing bare chested as if they were part of an Indian ritual.

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 This is kind of flip-flopped from that version, but we recently had something like that, but opposite LOL. Adam was playing his 6-string acoustic inside our trailer, we were both singing, but had the doors shut and windows closed. When it was time for a break, we opened the door to walk outside and found 1/2 the park right outside our door sitting perched at a picnic table! They had been secretly enjoying the serenade without our knowledge, and asked us to keep going LOL.

DH was a city boy when we started dating. His vacations were all hotel/motel trips. I grew up camping/backpacking, always outdoors. Soon after we were married I talked him into a hike on the AT, sleeping just out of sight of the trail. The first night I pitched the tent, showed him how to hang the food to keep the critters out and after dark we climbed into our sleeping bags. That is when I found out not only was he afraid of the dark, he thought every little noise was a bear. Every couple minutes he would pop up and yell "there's a bear!!!" I don't think I slept 30 minutes that night. My Big Bad Italian Construction Man still has problems with the dark and when I told him my first camp host job was at the Bighorn Canyon National Recreation Area he just said "thank goodness for a hard sided RV". I still like to hold his hand to go for a walk in the dark then sneak away. HEHE

Love him so much, he agreed to full time living with out a thought to wether or not there would be bears.

Laura