Camping in the deep desert

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I hardly get to go camping anymore. I am really sensitive to bug bites. My skin is really sensitive so I don’t go camping a lot. I did go camping when I was younger, which was a disaster because my step father burnt the instructions to the tent. So we had to put a piece of wood, like a post in the middle of the tent so it would stay up and we huddled under the tent.

I would much rather stay in a cabin, away from the elements. So I don’t have to risk getting bit by bugs, especially mosquitoes. For some reason, they are attracted to my skin. I must have a aroma that attracts them. It does suck.

By Tucson there is Mt. Lemon which is a mountain that a lot of people go up to get out of the city and closer to nature. They may be there to cool off in the summer time, or go skiing in the winter snow. Or they just may want to have a picnic up there. It is a cool mountain. I stayed in a cabin several times up there. My stepdad used to play guitar and sing Beatle songs, while I played shaker. While, my step mother cooked us a meal. It was nice to get in touch with nature and hear the birds sing a song and the squirrels run up the trees. It was quite fascinating.

One time, we were in the cabin at night and a bat came in the cabin and my step father chased it out with a broom. It was very funny 🤣.

In conclusion-I usually don’t go camping. I would much rather stay in a cabin because of all the bugs especially mosquitoes that like to feast on my skin for some reason. Cabin life is better. Thank you for reading.

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  4. The same happened to me in Tomino Corsica, a bat with huge ears flew into the open window in the heat fluttered around wiggled it’s ear then flew out, Henri Miller comes to mind too> like bats from a belfry< lol, cheers man!

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