Today
we got home from our last camping trip of the year, nine wonderful
fall days at Cordell Hull Lake. Although Defeated Creek Campground
was full over the weekend, we were one of the fifteen or so who
stayed over to pull out right before they closed the gates. We
started our season there back in April, so it was fitting that we'd
end it there as well. At least this time we weren't running for
cover during a tornado warning.
What
a fabulous first year in our Sabre 5th wheel. We've had a good balance of camping and being at home. I'm thankful for safe trips,
mostly great weather, and the perfect traveling partner. I
appreciate Sam, my sweet mama, for house sitting while we're away.
She considers it a relaxing retreat, and spoils our Rowdy dog with
long walks and snacks.
We're
busy planning next year's itinerary, and already made reservations
for Defeated. I think I'll search for campgrounds near my favorite
fabric stores. Next spring's a long time to wait, though. Our
traveling feet may get itchy enough this winter to take off for the
warmer climates of the Gulf.
And, the best part is, we can if we
wanna!
Oh my, how I love retirement!
Some
national parks have long waiting lists for camping reservations.
When you have to wait a year to sleep next to a tree, something is
wrong. ~ George Carlin
