Okay..here it goes. When we lived in VA Beach the hubby decided he missed the camping and fishing we could do easily in Upstate NY. We got on the Inter Net and found a camp ground that had three trout ponds on the property. He decided he wanted to look at the place first, so we went in April to check this place out, planning on spending a week there over Labor Day. In April, it was empty of campers and looked okay to him...wooded...the ponds were lovely and the campsites were not right on top of each other. We give the woman money to hold a site he picked.
The night before we are to go, I went grocery shopping. Hubby was working until Midnight and we lived in an apartment complex. Pull into the complex parking lot, reach behind me to grab a bag of potatoes out of the back seat and my back went into a spasm. Somehow I got out of the car but fell to my knees, then laid on the cement. It was about ten o'clock at night. No one could hear me crying, or see me laying there. It took me an hour but I finally crawled along the sidewalk then up three flights of stairs. Okay...fast forward...we had paid for this camping site and no refunds after 48 hours...I'm going!
The pain was excruitating and the drive to the camp ground about killed me. We get there...It's Labor day weekend...pull into the campsite and it looked like Woodstock. A bazillion people with kids and dogs and the owners had assigned THREE families to each individual site. Our site had a family with three dogs and five children...a couple and their mother who were fighting when the hubby set up his tent and kept screaming about how the divorce papers were in the mail...and three men who looked like the cast of Deliverence right in front of us whose tent spikes actually touched ours. A kid kept driving his big wheel across the floor of our tent as my husband tried to pitch it. The dogs were in cages and the father put up a big monster fan it front of them because it was hotter than the hinges of hell...the blades were rusty and made a sounded like an old fence caught in the wind.
Get the tent up...Hubby says let's get out of here and find a resturant to eat in...I'm not cooking here. Pull out of the place...turn right and I am not kidding you. Not as much as a gas station for over sixty miles. Does he turn around...no. Keep on going until we ended up in North Carolina. Eat...come back and they are having a western jamboree about twenty yards from us. I am in agony...the hubby had blown up my air mattress before we left and all I wanted to do was lay down. The music is making the walls of the tents shake. I walk into the dark tent...because I cannot bend at the waist I just drop where I though the mattress was. I do so...
The air had leaked out of the mattress and I fell like a dead tree in the forest onto hard, cold ground with a flat piece of plastic to break my fall. I stayed there all night...did not move...wet my pants from the shock (how gross but I literally could not move) and prayed for God to take me...LOL! Got up the next day, found out Princess Di had died on route to the the office and demanded our money back, as no one had told us three tents were going to be pitched on one small site. Or that there would be a band playing all night long. Or that there would be one rest room for about 500 campers. Or that children wuld be allowed to throw firecrackers at the tents. Got our money...that was the end of camping in campgrounds forever.
However...we are back in NY state and have had such a good time camping with friends in the woods.
That's my story, Spirit and I am sure you will not experience anything like that. It's impossible. Nightmare like that only happen once! Have a great time!
My idea of "camping" is to find a good deal at a luxury hotel and pamper myself with a bubble bath, get into a thick, soft robe and slippers that the hotel leaves for me, eat the chocolate that was left on my pillow and sleep in a luxuriously wonderful bed that someone else prepared for me! Camping? No, never once in my life...but I do hope that you enjoy every second of it...sounds like you are really looking forward to it...have fun!!
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man we had great camping trip.. finally got under the trees in that sweet spot so cool.. we even had a skunk walkthrough our camp site first night . ****.. Lorelei is sitting by the Fire and we all have a beer by then. and she says ,... we got skunks., LOL... we like what ???? ****..
then the attack of the killer birds. they where like running and hiding behind the rocks and a couple ran behind the rocks real fast poked there head out to look at us. and then ran behind the wood pile.. LOL.. it all started with one bird came to get crumbs .. then he left and abut 20 came back.. LOL to funny...
we even had a donkey come through at night ..LOL yep that's right .
s far as forgetting things. welll.... one air mattress we left the cap for it in the box at home with the 2nd air pump. so my dear husband slept on the ground with a sleeping bag .. roughing it., LOL
Thanks all for sharing .. I do have a wost trip to share later though . LOL