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Friday, June 20, 2014

6 reasons why girls that go camping are hot

1.     She knows how to rough it

Yup, dirt bugs and 40 second showers. And for several days she doesn’t even care. That’s what a camper is signing up for. This chick is not high maintenance. Go roll around in some dirt with her, she likes it.

2.     She knows how to pitch a tent

…And I’m not just talking about the campsite.  No but seriously, any decent camper can successfully pitch a tent, even if it takes a while. So sit back and enjoy your beer, she’s got it. (Totally kidding, get your ass up and help you bastard).



3.     She doesn’t take too long to get ready

After plenty of practice this girl knows how to throw herself together pretty quickly. I mean when you are camping you might have one little mirror all four days to see how ugly you actually are without make up. So you pick up little tricks after a few years and now you get ready for the day with your eyes closed.

4.     She’s totally prepared.

So I mean this both literally and metaphorically. When out camping you learn that forgetting one single thing at home can throw off your entire camping experience. Well after drilling that into your head every camping trip, that shit follows you to real life. You need anything, ask the hot camper.

5.     She’s one with nature.

Okay, a little corny but she won’t be the one to turn down nature walks or fishing. You’ve got a down to get dirty flower child on your hands, guys.



Butterflies landing on her while she’s singing to the animals in the forest. Okay, so maybe not exactly like that, but you know what I mean.

6.     She isn’t annoyingly addicted to her cell

Most of the campgrounds I have ever been on have pretty bad reception, although some were bearable. Even when you do have service though, you are likely leaving it at the site to charge while you go off and do whatever. Half the fun of being camping is getting away from all that “real-life” BS. No Facebook on this trip.