So we camped out for 3 days, trying to experiment with what life would look like “Post-apocalypse”. We tried to make our meals without the use of the refrigerator. We slept in #ENO hammocks in the trees and keep all activities outdoors. The truth is, CAMPING is hard! Even when we are only camping 50 yards from the house! We soon realized that we are no match for zombies.
Living off the land is a lost art. I can’t imagine trying to find food while being on the run! The first night, we cooked a delicious feast of meat and potatoes on the fire. Made monkey bread for dessert. We discussed our meal with the children. If we were survivalists, the meat we are eating would have to be trapped or shot, skinned, and cleaned before we could even put it on the fire. These potatoes MIGHT be available to us, if we stayed in one place and could tend a garden. Oh and forget about the monkey bread! The next morning I woke up at sunrise, went to the hen house and collected eggs (plausible), stoked the fire back up and prepared scrambled eggs for breakfast. Then it hit me, I NEED COFFEE. So, I went upstairs, got my coffee pot, and plugged it in at the camp site. Hardly the way a survivalist would make her coffee! The rest of our meals, while consumed outdoors, made use of the fridge, oven, and microwave. It took me 3 meals to realize that I very much rely on the convenience of my kitchen!
We love our hammocks. We love setting them up, swinging from the trees, competing to see who can get their hammock the highest and tightest. However, when it comes to sleeping in them all night for 3 nights… wow. Not only did it get cold, but it was also creepy! I would have to get used to all the night noises. I kept two of the dogs outside with me, which helped me feel secure. They kept watch over us all three nights. But still, the places my mind wondered off to – it’s amazing. I had all kinds of visions of how we might die if I close my eyes. Needless to say, I did not get very much sleep! Lastly, I desperately missed my bed. Each morning, I got up and hobbled around like an 80 year old woman. Humans need rest! I began to understand how living on the run would not only be exhausting, but without good rest, everyone would be grouchy and on edge!
We did make all three days without a shower or bath. But we sure were foul when we finally came in! As I scrubbed the soot from my face and washed the sticks and ash out of my hair, I marveled at how someone could live this way everyday, for weeks, months, years. The children and I laughed at all the gunk between our toes and behind our ears and under our fingernails. And we each enjoyed a long HOT bubble bath.
As a homeschool mama, I am always looking for opportunities for learning. This 3 day camping experience gave us much to discuss. Our discussion generated three main themes. 1) We realize that the only way to get good at camping, is to practice. 2) We have a huge new found respect for survivalists. 3) We are immensely grateful for our creature comforts.