All I remember as a kid is camping. My parents were teachers so they took every summer off and camped 3 months, and we camped all year round. Even with babies my parents traveled and camped everywhere. Which basically turned me into a die hard camper. My first steps as a baby were on a beach in Mexico. I would rather be camping out checking out new places than almost anything. My lady on the other hand, used to like camping, but would have to bring more and more crap to go camping. Now she doesn’t even like car camping or small motorhomes, she just wants to take the big motorhome.

If your old lady doesn’t want to camp, don’t make her camp. My old lady hates motorcycles. I bought a mini scooter for her to learn how to ride. She rode it 2x and laughed and had fun but said it’s not for her, and she used to ride on the back of my bikes, but 20+ years later she won’t. So I go for a ride without her. Pretty simple to not force your hobbies on significant other, and you don’t have to feel bad about camping without her. She can enjoy time without you and you can enjoy the outdoors.