Here’s a very random thing that’s always surprised me as an adult: how rare it is to find people who both a) grew up going camping and b) enjoy it now. Me? Growing up, I was dragged on more camping trips than I care to admit. There were the trips to virtually every state park in Texas. There was the road trip camping adventure in southern Colorado, near the ancient cliff dwellings at Mesa Verde. And of course, while not a classic camping experience, there was the time we spent a week at a dude ranch, riding horses in the mountains (I even rode in a rodeo…true story). As a kid, I absolutely hated going camping. Now? I think it’s really fun. Maybe I’ve just been in cities too long, but hanging out with your friends around a fire, staying up late, drinking a glass of wine or two, and telling stories all sans city noise is pretty great. But let’s be honest, this doesn’t need to be a week long experience or anything — a night or two is just fine for me (no multi-week camping trips ever again, mom).
It’s harder to plan a camping trip now, when no one has all the gear (nor the room to store it, even if they bought it), let alone convincing people to sleep in a tent. You need a buffer between camping and lounging around at a resort. Naturally, I was recently talking about the whole “glamping” trend with a friend and it led me to do some googling to see what “glamorous camping” opportunities there were around here. Instead, I ended up on the Paws Up resort website, which is about as far from here as you can get, in Montana (and side note: Real Housewives of New York fans will recognize it as the place those crazy broads went this season!). Whether you’re a first time camper or a seasoned wilderness backpacker, I think anyone could agree that this place looks incredible. Check out those tents! There’s working plumbing! Big, fluffy beds! A huge lodge at which to take all your meals! And the views — pretty gorg, right? I don’t care who you are, if your room was a giant tent with an oversized copper soaking tub in it, I’m pretty sure you could be convinced to glamp.
Given all my camping adventures as a kid (and my teenage disdain for them), it both does and doesn’t surprise me how I’ve turned into such a country mouse as an adult. Blame the dude ranch visit, I guess. But I seriously think this resort would be so fun to stay at. It’s all the wilderness you could ever want — but with gourmet meals, luxe spa treatments, and (yes!) city plumbing. Count me in! And if you need more convincing, check out these other photos of the resort…it’s pretty beautiful:
Have you ever gone glamping? Do you even enjoy camping at all? Wanna go to Montana with me?