About campgrounds

 

...awoke last night to the sound of thunder, how far off i sat and wondered. starting humming a song from 1962...working on those night moves...

 Thank you Bob Seegar for those words to open this session. Aptly describes the beginning of the early morning start to the day. After yesterday, todays goal was to go nowhere. Mission accomplished!

 We have visited a few campgrounds. I utilize a website, campgroundreviews.com, to find possible campsites. First figure out intended direction, then proposed mileage that leads us to a given town. Then research if any suitable campgrounds in the area. If not, adjust the parameters.

 When I say a few campgrounds perhaps I understate a bit. Below is screenshot of our profile on campgrounds website.

 While I do not claim to be an expert or authority, I do believe I can speak with some conviction about our personal observations. Those red dots represent city, county, state, COE, national and private campgrounds. They are all the same in a sense and all very different at the same time. From manner of check in to local customs one encounters. From strict enforcement of rules to wondering who the hell is in charge. Our current location, a state facility has no real check in. The office is very remote from the actual camping area. Hmmm? Any self respecting camper would drive slow in the camping area keeping kids at play in mind. Not so much here.

 Camping should cost X amount. Period. Not X for campsite plus X for parking pass. Minor gripe but a growing reality. A nice, pretty park here but not without some strangeness.

 Sunday brings a concrete parking lot next to a casino. Vastly different, yet still called a campgound.

"...gather ye rosebuds while ye may..."