05/07/2012 § 4 Comments
Fact: I have never been camping.
Corollary: My mom will probably dispute this.
Who’s right? I suppose it depends on how broadly you construe the term “camping” — because if to you, camping means you’re in a sleeping bag in a tent in the woods somewhere, then I most definitely have never been camping. However, if you are like my mother, and think camping includes driving some sort of van or trailer to a “campground” and parking for a few days near some nature, then maybe you’ve got me there.
My parents did own a sweet Minnie Winnie in the late 90s. It was sort of an odd purchase for a completely non-camping family that was spurred by the experience of the 1994 Northridge Earthquake. We did use it a few times, mainly for soccer tournament weekends, but also for camping at Lake Cachuma and the Kern River. We actually did Thanksgiving one year, turkey and all, entirely on wheels!
So while I don’t really count those experiences as camping, I do have plenty of great memories of those weekends, which were jogged when I came across this set of photos in the Life Archive, taken at various points around the country by Ralph Crane in 1970. Capturing different kinds of motor homes and trailers, and the folks who used them, they are a slice of Americana that seems perfectly apropos for the day after Independence Day.
Some of these images originally appeared as part of a special group of articles in the August 14, 1970 issue of LIFE entitled “Home, Home on the Road,” which details “Caravans on the open road. Houseboats on the busy waters. Youth in its frustrated festivals. Venturers abroad in trains.” If you’d like to read the article — and I definitely recommend it, mainly for some great pictures of a convoy of pretty aluminum Airstream trailers — you can find it here. Enjoy!
Sidenote: Can I just say that I have NO idea how 12 people could coexist for any extended amount of time in a trailer. My family only numbered 5 and speaking for the kids, I know we regularly contemplated pulverizing each other when we “camped.” Newcombs, hat’s off to the lot of you, indeed.
The Wally Byam Caravan Club converging upon Hershey, PA. The club, named for the founder of the Airstream Trailer Company, still exists — and caravans — to this day.
All images via the Life Archive.