Camping is continual revelation, at least for me, a complete novice. Like bread baking at home, it is basic, elemental but incredibly satisfying. It structures daily life into a sequence of projects: how to get enough air into the fire to spark wet wood, how to stay warm layering both from the ground up and the sky down. (I would never have thought about cold from the earth seeping through.) Camping alters the perspective on life.
Fires are like children. They require a major effort to ignite, then demand rather constant maintenance in the early phases. At some unpredictable point they take off, sustained, willful and able to offer something back. Physical and social engineering.
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