I don't camp; I don't hike. I hate bugs, and I'm phobic of snakes.
An ideal night for myself and my boyfriend would be going to the farmers market, making ourselves a nice meal, and then anything outdoorsy.
My favorite moments? Where it's all going swimmingly, the sun's out and I've got a fire going and a nice snake on the barbecue.
The whole campfire idea freaked Piper out. It made her think of that huge purple bonfire in the dreams, and her father tied to a stake. What she got instead was almost as terrifying: a sing-along.
Some of my greatest memories are of sleep-away camp; I did that three summers in a row when I was, like, 9,10, and 11.
I think of myself... as a troubadour, a village storyteller, the guy in the shadows of the campfire.
I like camping.
I never really did a western western.
Once all the power goes out, there will still be human beings standing together around a campfire, playing acoustic guitars.
It takes two flints to make a fire.
I guess storytelling's always been in my blood. My mom said I was always dressing up and jumping in front of the camera and putting on plays. There must be a part of me that has to express that. If we were living in prehistoric clans, I'd probably be sitting by the campfire taking two stones and showing you how dinosaurs were chasing us. I'd be the one finding a way to communicate and perform.
I want a campfire box.
If you're going to start a fire, why cook just one chicken?
When I was in Boy Scouts, back in the day, we'd tell stories around the campfire. That's why I love movies. It's literally you and your friends, telling stories around a campfire, whatever they may be.
A crooked log makes a strait fire.
Technology is the campfire around which we tell our stories.
Midwest kids got to summer camp. There is something very special about being away from your parents for the first time, sleeping under the stars, hiking and canoeing.
I'm not one of nature's campers. I'm not even a glamper.
I think of myself in the oral tradition-as a troubadour, a village tale-teller, the man in the shadows of the campfire. That's the way I'd like to be remembered- as a storyteller. A good storyteller.
The highway is alive tonight But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light With the ghost of old Tom Joad.
I used to get on a stove wood pile at 5-6 years old and I would have a piece of stove wood and kindling bark as a pick, and I was a star.
I'm a camper. I love being out in the wilderness.
I went to sleep away camp seven years in a row. I was such a pro.
Having a campfire and roasted marshmallows, to me that sounds like Heaven.
Everything good in there, T? Niko quipped. You need backup or anything? Bag of marshmallows to roast over that little campfire you just started?
