Friends, campers, and camping friends: I need your help and your contributions! Right now I am working on a spin-off feature story about the “delicious misery of camping,” the reason why we keep on camping even when things go wrong out there for us. In fact, sometimes the homeopathic doses of awfulness can add intrigue to the camping trip and an additional incentive (at least we can brag about or laugh about the trips to other people later on.) With this in mind, I am hoping you can send me your stories about camping trips gone wrong — bears trashing your tent to get at a small snack-sized candy bar, your hot dogs floating away in an unseasonable storm, etc. These stories don’t have to be recent. Divertingly traumatic childhood campout stories are perfectly fine. Creature incursions, bear-bag fails and spoiled food are most welcome. It would be great if you could talk a little bit about your experience with the chaos of camping, and how that chaos contributes to your love (or hatred, or some combination of love and hatred) of recreational camping. Feel free to post these stories of woe right here or, if you wish, send them straight to firstname.lastname@example.org. I am working on a freelance piece that — I hope — will closely coincide with the paperback release of Under The Stars in June. I’ve already collected quite a few great stories of hilariously horrible camping trips while out on the road for my book. Right now, I’m just trying to add a few more gems to my collection, in the hopes that I can quote from some of the best ones in this freelance piece. Thanks, and good camping to you all.