The last time I actually roughed it would have to be a few years ago when we went to Sturgis. Usually, I go to the cabin and the cabin is nicer than our house! We all have our own rooms and lots of luxuries.
When we went to Sturgis, this is what we packed:
And this is where we slept.
Smallest tent ever! Not joking. You can’t stand up in the tent, but it fits nicely on the front of the motorcycle. And a funny little story about this spot where we were camping. This was out in Colorado. There weren’t a lot of spaces left when we got here, but this was the best one. A deer walked right next to our tent. Very cool. The funny part though….it stormed big time and during the night, the rain flew right threw our tent getting all of our stuff wet. Not only that, it isn’t a level camp spot, so while we slept, we slid down and would keep waking up to move back up to the top.