I know this is weird, but I love the smell of
those old canvas tents.
I grew up in northern ontario in Canada and my family camped on an island where we all slept in one of those very large
old canvas tents on a wooden platform that my dad built.
Not exact matches
For budget travelers,
old - fashioned Curry Village, dating from 1899, sets up
canvas -
tent cabins in the forest and by the river that are big enough for families.
My husband and I love the
old school
canvas tents.
There are
old whipper snippers,
old battery chargers, empty jerrycans, an
old lawnmower which might run again, a
canvas tent that is probably rotten in it's bag, motorbike exhausts and bits and bobs that I will never use... but just might, one day!