The day started out nice enough. Short trip to take Annelle to the trail, back to camp to pack up, dump tanks, get on the road. The road was lovely again, wide, well maintained, and not busy at all.
I got to where I thought I was supposed to go and couldn’t find a campground. I turned into the address gps gave me, thinking the registration was behind the bushes. That’s when I got out of the car and had my first Uh Oh moment of the day. I called the campsite and it seems there is more than one Water’s Edge Campground and I had gone to the wrong one. New address entered into gps and one more hour of driving ahead.
Yes, I had pulled into a driveway. A private driveway. A short one with no possibility of a turn around. With big rocks at the corners. And the road I had turned from was a one lane dirt road with a stone wall. Nobody home. Nobody anywhere.
Big deep breaths. I am grateful to Oprah (haters gonna hate) and, more recently, Ashley Garrett, for reminding me to be grateful and look at the good things.
Out of the car to assess the plan. Many backs and forths (and out of the car moments to see where I was) later I did manage to get out with only one casualty- one of the homeowners solar path lights. I have the address so I will offer to replace said light.
Back on the lovely rural highways. Horse farms, turning trees. Back roads. Sitting up and breathing in. Then, bam, the road ahead is closed. Like no way was I going forward. Bridge out. Seriously, 2 times in one day to try to extricate myself from a situation by backing the trailer. Seriously???
I am here to tell you I did just that. It wasn’t pretty, but it worked. GPS reroute and made it to the campground that did have our reservation. Backed into one site and the ground was so soggy I couldn’t level. Luckily it’s the end of the season and there are many sites empty. I ended up at the very last site, among the trees, and called to let them know (she had told me to pick whichever site looked good and let her know.) Leveling was fine. I forgot to eat. Or drink.
Beer and chips time now. Annelle just had a shower and I’m next. When the rain stops.
P.S. Ashley, I’m grateful for many things. Your fun classes at ARMC, your laugh-out-loud fb posts, and your reminder to me to look at the half-full glass. It’s not my go-to!