The worst part is here! I HATE walking up and down the beach asking people when they are leaving. So the guys take off to check out the beach and Hooterville and I head down to the water with the dogs and sons.
We are hanging out and I notice there is a motor home like mine. Well being a big RV driver I strike up a conversation with the guy and he is vacating his spot! We can have it! I go to tell the guys but they have found another place they like better, I don't care, I just want to get my boat in the water and set up camp.
We do that and then a storm hits. We huddle in the RV and the kids in the other camper and RV. We have a few drinks and pass out our Scream Hats! Everyone loves them! The storm passes and I set up dinner. First night is Taco Salad. They eat EVERYTHING!! wow, guess they were hungry.
We celebrate our first night by making huricaines and pina colada's for the kids (non alcholic)
There is this strange bus/dune buggy thing a few camps over. I have a pic of it, it is red with four tires and has seats for a bunch of people. There are a lot of off road vehicles there, but this one just stands out. The guy is parked by the ramp and is launching boats for people.
We look at the stars and find the big dipper, but not Orien's Belt.
Next day bright and early we are up and eating muffins. We are kinda slow to get started.
(too be continued.............)