My girlfriend had never been on a camping trip. I had spent many vacations camping out and now found little delight in roughing it.

But Melody kept badgering me to take her camping, so I devised a plan to take her on a trip from hell, thinking it would dissuade her from wanting to further commune with nature. I've never been so wrong in my life.

I dragged out all my old camping gear, and we went shopping for a new tent and air mattress. Melody was having a field day acquiring all the compact portable goodies she thought would make the adventure something to treasure. We loaded the car and set out into the desert to a remote location where there were a few hot springs. As we rolled into the campground we spotted a sign that proclaimed a clothing-optional area. Melody, one of the straightest women I've ever known... Read More