I've been camping a few times... before I got married to the first wife, I went camping with some friends. I had my sleepimh bag and slept outdoors, until it started raining.
I owned a VW beetle back then, and had removed the back seat, and put plywood down. When it started raining, I took my sleeping bag, and crawled into the back of my VW, and went back to sleep.
I also went to the coast with a couple of guys. We camped out on the beach. That was fun. Sand everywhere.
Later, after I got married, I went with the wife to Big Bend National park a couple of times. The first time, we went down Santa Elena canyon on a raft, and spent the night about half-way through the canyon. That was fun, but I was young and dumb, and didn't know better. We all could've been killed. (Especially when we crossed over to the Mexican side of the river, where there were definite signs that someone had been there recently.)
I haven't been camping recently, and am probably too old for camping now, anyway.
Regards,
Jim TX