Do you remember how it felt the first time you got to ride off on your bicycle all by yourself? I felt like I had grown wings and could fly to the moon not just to the corner and back.

Thats the exact same feeling I got when I drove off on my first camping trip pulling my little trailer behind me. I had wings and I was headed to Fredricksburg, Texas for a Sisters On The Fly camp out.

I was so confident that it was going to be fun and that I'd be fine because I was camping with a group... not alone.

When I arrived at the campground which turned out to be a cow pasture with electricity but no water... I thought I'd died and went to heaven. I didn't have to back up the trailer. The gals were camping in one big circle. They all greeted me and helped me park, level the trailer as much as you could in a cow pasture, then we all walked up the hill to the nearby Trader Days Pavillion and shopped! Whoo hoo now these gals know how to camp.

Camping with friends or joining a camping group is fun but also safer. Visit www.sistersonthefly.com to see what camp outs they have planned.