Years ago my troop attended a camporee, with the intention of competing with other troops demonstrating various outdoor skills.
Just after we arrived it began to rain very heavily. We toughed it out and erected our tents, dug the drainage ditches to keep the water out, and secured our food supply from the animals. Then we found that we had little to do but sit in our tents while it rained. There was every prospect that the entire weekend would be spent that way.
We sent for the parents to pick us up and were back home by midnight. We didn't care how tough things got, but there was very little interest in being bored.
You probably did the right thing.
I said, "I Can verify that it is those camping trips where "things got tough" that stick in your memory."
Your comment begins, "Years ago..."
You made my point: you still remember the experience, and are, apparently proud of how you guys handled it. Now try to remember as much about one of those "It was beautiful" trips...