When I was maybe ten years old, my mom and my younger sister and I went to Shelburne Museum for the first time. We camped at Mount Philo State Park. All was fine until I went sleep walking into the woods. Fortunately, my mom heard me and came to the rescue.
Another time, many years ago, my husband and I went camping at Emerald Lake State Park. We only had his Boy Scout pup tent and we felt quite dwarfed by the other tents around us, but we had a good time anyway.
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