WHAT IS IT?

Don't know exactly what is was that sparked my interest int the outdoors. Maybe it was going back to Nebraska every summer and running and swimming in the Loup River. Maybe, it was my best friends' dad taking me on one of my first camping trips in the Black Hills. Or maybe it was even my dad. Though dad never was really into the outdoors, he always seemed to have the time to take me to the lake or the river or wherever I wanted to go. I remember getting up before the sun came up and stopping by our favorite fishing shop to get worms, of course that is if I didn't already have them from catching em' the night before. I always new how far we had to go just by how many curves we went around and how many more there were to come. It didn't matter how early we got to the lake, nor how cold and wet the grass was. I loved every second of it. I'm not sure if it was me wanting to be able to have a story to tell my friends later, about the time that I did... Like I said I am not sure what it is about pitching a tent in the dark, getting stung by misquitoes and of course getting so sun burnt that it even hurt to walk. Maybe I'm just weird.