I  I    I     I  am the  frito  bandi toe!     I  have gone camping far back in time though.  Wouldn’t  you know something  it could be a real good thing to get around to doing semi soon.    Speaking  for myself  I think it will be a remedy to some shoulder  and neck tension I have gotten bummed out from.   So   yo  yo     yo  off I  am starting to plan to go. I  went  off  of the  ” pointed out to path “.  The camping trip story is surrounded  by influences  from the movie Legand of Boggy Creek.  Which was in our movie house in Ramsey ,  New Jersey  back in the mid 70s.  Franklin turnpike is the road that this restaurant  named the Villa  Villa in the vicinity  Bradlee,s dept store and Grand Union and  Two guys a lumber and hardware store were right off of Rt. 17.                       In  the movie a Bigfoot lived and frightened and startled ,   and chased people to  the all exhausted level.  My imagination  got the better of me and my friends were feeling nervous  too.  We walked along the cleared paths running along the  powerlines.  It was hilly not extra steep.  We had paper towel and twine or wire on wooden clubs.  The top in torch tech.  for us.  They seemed to cause a  spine tingling spooking of thier own.  By casting shadows here  and there.  Also they confirmed  how  the giantess of the feel of the night,s  darkness was to us all.   Besides these woods were never before gone into as they were the furthest from anyone’s  homes.  The camping itself was a  have a six pack of beer or near to two 6,s  per guy.  Ciggs plus I guess  4  or five joints shared.    A  teenaged partyer camping of one night’s length.  I  loved it much ,  despite   the fact it was propelled by a ton of hype.