Camp was an easy setup. That left me with time to do a little Walkabout before dark.
I walk-explored the "A" side of the Camp and it's 49 sites. Some were Bike-And-Tent, no electricity but fire rings.
Some were Back-In sites for small RVs and Travel Trailers. With electricity hookups.
And some were Pull-Through sites for large Motor Homes and Travel Trailers, also with electricity.
I chose a back-in for it's closeness to bathrooms. Old Man, Old Bladder.
I went to the sign at a trailhead that just said "Trail" and wound up heading toward the Marina.
On the way there was an Amphitheater with a 5 foot by 6 foot screen. Sadly, no movies on the weekdays. They had shown Rio! over the weekend. Oh well.
The sailboats, some with fun names like Occam and Cognito, had wind playing tunes with the hardware clacking against the masts, sounding for all the world like wooden wind chimes. I recorded a few seconds of it.
Copy/paste into your browser: The Sound of the Masts
I walked the edge of the lake, and found a dock section where boats moored to clean out their bilges. It led out onto the lake far enough for a partial view of the lake, boats, and the swimming area across the way.
As I scanned the surface, small fish began breaking the surface. No more than four to five inches long. Steelhead, I wondered?
Next: Fire Pit Skills
I walk-explored the "A" side of the Camp and it's 49 sites. Some were Bike-And-Tent, no electricity but fire rings.
Some were Back-In sites for small RVs and Travel Trailers. With electricity hookups.
And some were Pull-Through sites for large Motor Homes and Travel Trailers, also with electricity.
I chose a back-in for it's closeness to bathrooms. Old Man, Old Bladder.
I went to the sign at a trailhead that just said "Trail" and wound up heading toward the Marina.
On the way there was an Amphitheater with a 5 foot by 6 foot screen. Sadly, no movies on the weekdays. They had shown Rio! over the weekend. Oh well.
The sailboats, some with fun names like Occam and Cognito, had wind playing tunes with the hardware clacking against the masts, sounding for all the world like wooden wind chimes. I recorded a few seconds of it.
Copy/paste into your browser: The Sound of the Masts
I walked the edge of the lake, and found a dock section where boats moored to clean out their bilges. It led out onto the lake far enough for a partial view of the lake, boats, and the swimming area across the way.
As I scanned the surface, small fish began breaking the surface. No more than four to five inches long. Steelhead, I wondered?
Next: Fire Pit Skills
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