What is this g-e-n-e-r-a-t-o-r you speak of?
Blasphemy of a sort. I was thinking that disconnecting from...well everything...was a major part of the point of camping in the first place.
The only thing we ever brought with us was a radio so we could listen to the footabll game Saturday. There is nothing like a fire cooked hot dog and John Ward calling the game on a brisk fall afternoon in the woods.
Blasphemy of a sort. I was thinking that disconnecting from...well everything...was a major part of the point of camping in the first place.
The only thing we ever brought with us was a radio so we could listen to the footabll game Saturday. There is nothing like a fire cooked hot dog and John Ward calling the game on a brisk fall afternoon in the woods.