I get back from one 24 hour race camping excursion, springtime weather starts to show itself and just like that, the 2013 edition of my annual short-term obsession with campers kicks off.
A peek at my browser history shows nothing seedy, but everything outdoorsy.
The name brand - Sportsmobile
The fantasy reaching a fever pitch now.
Then, feeling I’ve gone too far, I pull back. Maybe just an Urban Assault Vehicle will suffice.
In the end I’ll realize that I simply cannot justify anything more than a borrowed tent, sleeping pad and my 20 year old North Face Cat’s Meow bag.
Madness turns to sanity.
And good ol’ camping starts to look right again.