I grew up in a family that went camping every weekend during the summer. My Mom would pack our camper to the gills with food and snacks and Archie comic books and we would make the two-hour trip to the lake where we would meet up with our family friends and camp out. The adults would go fishing for trout, my sister and I would play with our Barbies in the lake, and when the Dads got back with their fish my sister and I would gut the fish for a quarter apiece.
I don't know what happened, but camping is not something I've enjoyed ever since then. Staying in a canvas tent and freezing at night/baking in the morning, sleeping on the ground, being eaten alive by mosquitoes, existing on not-so-fresh food (hot dogs, etc.) and, well. I cannot comprehend how anyone wold find camping enjoyable.
My husband does find camping enjoyable, and so he does that with his buddies when they go fishing and hunting. As for our family unit, we instead make the trek to the Oregon coast every summer and rent a cabin for a week. We get to get away from our daily routine, but we don't wake up with bad backs and we can eat lots of great food ... and also hot dogs.
Do you camp as a family? Or are you a precious flower like me who prefers to cabin?