Mike Williams drunk camp experiences
Camping was my main summer activity as a teenager and into my early twenties so I’ve got a lot of stories.
Three that jump to mind immediately:
A drunken decision to go swimming in a lake close to a campsite turned into 8 people fighting off hypothermia the rest of the night by huddling all of us in a tent meant for 2.
Another was an unfortunate decision to risk camping in October, a few drinks later and no one was able to drive and the temperature unexpectedly dropped to sub minus 15! One girl brought her dog and as early as 10pm that night the water had frozen in it’s dish…it was that cold! We ended up building a huge bonfire and all stayed within 3 or 4 feet of it til morning…why didn’t we just sober and go home where it was nice and warm? That would mean we’d have to stop drinking. :)
Another great one was one summer night we were all sitting around the fire trying to freak each other out with scary scenarios and this lead to yet another unfortunate decision to go play in the woods…we all wandered down winding paths and deserted roads with torches (and booze)…but then the torches burned out eventually and suddenly none
of us were certain on how to get back. We ended up wandering for about 3 or 4 hours until we found our campsite again…meanwhile every girl with us had had at least one nervous breakdown each…and all the guys too…we just hid it better. :)