The kids had no school on Friday so Ray took the day off and we left for Mt. Bethel to Hickory Lake campground
where we had a remote, slightly hilly, but not bad, tent site all to ourselves. The campground has a small tent area, but the majority of campers are weekenders or seasonals with campers. They had a large in-ground pool, a social hall, and daily activities. Friday night was great, like I said we were the only ones there, but on Saturday lots more arrived after we returned from The land of Make Believe(see posts below). Normally this would not have been a bother (I've camped all my life-I am used to it), but Saturday night was disturbing. One site blasted music, then another decided to do the same, but louder until after midnight. The kids were even upset. All was quiet near the camper side of the grounds...so go figure! We did leave Sunday by 4PM, so we'd have Monday to get ready for our week. On Monday we picked up my new dryer (works great! Shoulda' seen us lug it down stairs...can you say heave ho! Yes it was just the 2 of us) Anyway.....my laundry was completed in a timely fashion.
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I grew up camping, however, that word (camping) is not in Kurt's vocabulary!! I believe we've camped twice in our marriage, once we borrowed a tent from friends and managed to camp in the NE states the few days that Hurricane Gloria roared through. We had a mess! The remainder of the week we stayed in a hotel!! If I had any hopes of bringing Kurt over to my side, that shot it all to h*ll!!!
Ray complains too-I tell him he needs to see the positives and point those out. I remember camping in a hurricane too-I think I was in HS or college. Many campers evacuated to a local HS, my dad wanted us to stay. My sisters and I took a bag of Sunchips, a can of diet coke, and a trivial pursuit game and spent the night in the bathrooms-HA! HA!
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