Now that's what I call camping
Camping
Now that's what I call camping

My Husband And I Spent A Glorious Weekend Beach Camping And You Should Too

We were staying with some friends in Florida, on the Gulf side just south of St. Petersburg. My husband was itching to camp on the beach. I guess he did it as a kid and really liked it.
I said what the heck and went along with it. Florida's beaches are lovely and they're incredibly calm on the Gulf Side too. We found a beach that allowed camping - a lot of them don't or they have designated areas for it - and staked our tent. First thing is you really gotta dig deep with those stakes so the tent holds.
We made a bonfire when the sun went down (this is another good thing to check on before you pick a beach - many of them don't allow campfires or bonfires, but this is the best part).
Make that almost the best part. The best part was sleeping. The cool Gulf air was refreshing in the humid night and we didn't need sleeping pads or air mattresses! The sand was so soft.
Sleeping on sand is kinda like sleeping on memory foam because it kind of molds to your shape but it's still sturdy. The gently lapping of waves lulled us to sleep and made excellent background noise all night while we were sleeping. It was absolutely outstanding and I'd do it again for sure. I want to try the Keys next time.
But I'm not sure the Keys have anywhere you can actually camp. I'll let you know. For our next trip, we're going to camp on Lake Conroe in Texas. I'm really looking forward to it.
Beach camping
Beach camping
Watch the sunset over the sea
Watch the sunset over the sea
“We were lulled asleep by the gentle lapping of waves.”
I want to camp on this beach, y'all
I want to camp on this beach, y'all
A beach campground
A beach campground

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