From Scout Tents to Cross‑Country Adventures: A Dad’s Guide to Planning Camping Trips (With Only Mild Chaos)
Growing up, I spent most of my childhood in the Boy Scouts. I went from a Wolf Scout in 2nd grade all the way to Eagle Scout , eventually becoming an adult leader—because apparently once you know how to tie knots, you’re never allowed to leave. Camping was a huge part of my life, and I got pretty accustomed to sleeping in just about anything: tents, bunkhouses, chickees , and occasionally situations that probably shouldn’t be legally classified as “shelter.” I kept the tradition alive with my family, taking them to Mammoth Cave National Park , the Great Smoky Mountains , and various state parks. When my kids got older, we decided it was time to level up: we bought a new tent, loaded the car, and returned to the Smokies. That trip inspired me to think bigger. Much bigger. I wanted to go west. Like, “wagon trail but with air‑conditioning” west. On a limited budget and with little, long-distance-trip experience, I planned an ambitious and slightly chaotic adventure. Because reservations ...