Life was hard, but this part made it more bearable. You could get the kids out and teach them about nature, and even the dog got to run and play. It was hardest on Mom's, as they still had to cook, washing the pots and pans.

My great-grandparents used to drive from Hood River to Long Beach where they wintered and more than one year they actually drove. Before there was a decent road they would drive the car to Portland and take it with them via steamer to Long Beach. I have the account of one road trip to Long Beach where they drove and camped. 7 long hard days on the road...........But knowing them they enjoyed every minute of it.

Charlott on 14th January 2016 @ 7:08am

I suspect that before the Bracero Program this might have been a common sight with the traveling migrant families.

I have camped in the rain enough to know, I don't like it. All it did was move my kitchen and bed outside in the worst possible conditions.
However, the tent camp is the place where other campers will wander over and visit. In the morning, the guys from the campers and trailer wander over to stand around your camp fire, have a cup of coffee and early morning chat.
Everyone in the campground knows who you are and feels comfortable visiting with you.
You don't get that same atmosphere if you are locked up in your camper peeking out the window.
However, now days....being able to lock up is sometimes a good thing.

L.E. on 14th January 2016 @ 8:54am

Not a camper, but it sure does not look like these people plus their dog are having a lot of fun. It was always more work for the woman while the men were always fishing, etc. Then, bring back the fish for the woman to clean & cook and then do the dishes. ;^)

Judy on 15th January 2016 @ 2:26pm

This is also the Wonsyld family

Rachell on 4th March 2016 @ 10:12am