[SamAdams76]

I can still remember the smell of camp, the canvas tent, the fresh-from-the-store smell of the sleeping bag, the burnt marshmallow smell by the cracking fire, the mosquito repellent.

It always seemed to get so cold at night and I never wanted to get out of that warm sleeping bag in the morning. But eventually, the smell of the bacon and eggs would lure me out.

[Hieronymus]

I think that “no” would have been a shorter answer.