Camp Quotes

For millions of years, humans have been programmed to live in small groups around the campfire. Having the constant background of TV gives us a sense of familiarity and well being. Human beings need motion, sights, sounds, activity around us, and TV provides that. It doesn’t really matter how many channels we’ve got, because we’re […]

Somebody told me it was frightening how much topsoil we are losing each year, but I told that story around the campfire and nobody got scared.

We’re tenting tonight on the old campground, Give us a song to cheer; Our weary hearts, a song of home, And friends we love so dear. . . Many are the hearts that are weary to-night, Wishing for the war to cease; Many are the hearts that are looking for the right To see the […]

The muffled drum’s sad roll has beat The soldier’s last tattoo; No more on Life’s parade shall meet The brave and fallen few. On Fame’s eternal camping-ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round The bivouac of the dead.

Were you ever out in the Great Alone, when the moon was awful clear, And the icy mountains hemmed you in with a silence you most could hear; With only the howl of a timber wolf, and you camped there in the cold, A half-dead thing in a stark, dead world, clean mad for the […]

Hello Muddah, hello Fadduh Here I am at Camp Granada Camp is very entertaining And they say we’ll have some fun If it stops raining I went hiking with Joe Spivey He developed poison ivy You remember Leonard Skinner He got ptomaine poisoning Last night after dinner All the counselors hate the waiters And the […]

You commonly make your camp just at sundown… You have no time to explore or look around you before it is dark. You may penetrate half a dozen rods farther into that twilight wilderness, after some dry bark to kindle your fire with, and wonder what mysteries lie hidden still deeper in it, say at […]

But the place which you have selected for your camp, though never so rough and grim, begins at once to have its attractions, and becomes a very centre of civilization to you: “Home is home, be it never so homely.”

The fire is the main comfort of the camp, whether in summer or winter, and is about as ample at one season as at another. It is as well for cheerfulness as for warmth and dryness.

We could not well camp higher, for want of fuel; and the trees here seemed so evergreen and sappy, that we almost doubted if they would acknowledge the influence of fire; but fire prevailed at last, and blazed here, too, like a good citizen of the world.