Monday, May 30, 2016

Memorial Day Weekend in a Campground

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We'd gotten pretty spoiled having the campground basically to ourselves for the last month or so.  It was like having a little hermitage all to ourselves.  But we knew this was coming.

It started with several campers arriving on Thursday to set up and spend the night, but then they were gone (I assume to work) the next day.

And then it was Friday with the mass of humanity descending on us to "get away" for the weekend.  This is where the campfires start up, even though it's already 80 degrees and higher...they simply must have a fire and they tend to leave it burning long after they've gone to bed while I lay there and worry about fire hazards.

Among the cacophony of barking dogs there are little boys throwing rocks in all directions and as I write this another little boy is on the roof of the trailer to our left throwing a Frisbee.  The counterpart to this are the little girls shrieking in those upper octaves that can shatter glass. Yikes. 

We're used to the occasional gawker driving by and proclaiming "Look at that!" when they spot our cat tunnel/slide and tent set up.  But now we've become a feature on the parade route as multiple golf carts sail past us.  I feel I should be either charging admission or at least waving as they go by.  But we pretty much just ignore them.

Yes, we are that crotchety old couple who enjoys their quiet and solitude and this is why we love 55+ RV parks where we are surrounded by our brethren.

It's still much better than our days of yore at Goose Island County Park as the quiet times are enforced here and there's much less open drunkenness.  At least here I don't have to endure a man wearing a pink tutu showing movies on the side of his RV at 2:00 am.

When the crowds descend you can pretty much kiss the internet goodbye, not that it was stellar to begin with.  The best part so far has been the on again off again rain that seems to keep things a bit more quiet.  Yeah...bah humbug and all that.

Long Live the Old and Cranky Queen


  1. No. Old and cranky? Not you. Couldn't be. What you describe sounds like the average neighborhood, including mine. Well, except he man in the pink tutu.

  2. You know I don't understand why Natureman always insists on doing extracurricular activities on Holidays. Who wants to share the bike path/ waterways with a bunch of people( inebriated/not)/ have a cookout when it's 80 some degrees? When you're retired you can do these things midweek, cooler non buggy weather and actually enjoy the out of doors/ whatever. SO when are you stopping by?

  3. All good reasons why I stay in my own yard. I have a big yard that is mostly surrounded by tall trees, which gives me a bit of privacy. Hopefully now that the holiday has passed, things will quiet down. (although I would have loved seeing a photo of the guy in the pink tutu! lol)

    You have a wonderful weekend, hugs, Edna B.