Hurricane weather is the best kind for camping with babies.
I should clarify: the day before a hurricane is the best time to take babies into the woods. All that warm tropical air being pushed ahead of the storm made our October camping trip one of the warmest I have ever taken, at any time of the year.
My daughter, Sylvia, is almost 18 months old. It was high time she spent a night in a tent. We were not exactly roughing it: there was a double stroller, a bottle of wine and a hammock. But this was car-camping. There’s time enough to take her into the backcountry (next year!) We made it an all-girl trip; my friend and her daughter of a similar age joined us.
I didn’t know what to expect from the kids, but I knew Sylvia would adapt well enough. I’ve never balked at taking her anywhere. I don’t believe children should limit your adventuring or experiences in any way. I’ve always believed this. I doubly believe it now that I have my own daughter, so Sylvia is well used to new surroundings. As long as she’s got snacks, she’s happy! I was hoping the rain would stay at bay, because tenting in the rain is no great picnic at any age. The rain did stay away, and any concerns I had about not having a walled and roofed shelter were quickly allayed by the balmy weather and brilliant starry sky.
If Sylvia had the language skills to express herself, I can imagine her saying something like this:
“Outside? 24/7? Why, this is just the natural order of things, Mommy!”
|Sylvia eating one of “Those Cookies”|
She is an outdoor girl through and through. When she was a bitty newborn, the one thing that was guaranteed to calm her down was to step outside with her. The wind on her face – she loved it! This girl was made for camping!
|Canada Jay eyeing Those Cookies in Sylvia’s hand|
|Sylvia sits still, momentarily.|