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<font color=peach>Throwing some love to TCD<br><fo
- Joined
- Nov 29, 2004
In case you haven't noticed, one of my favorite pastimes at the Fort is people watching.
I love to just look at my neighbors and see the things that other folks do at the Fort.
Now that there is practically no vegetation between the sites, this is almost impossible to not do.
So, on my spring break visit, I enjoyed watching folks come and go.
For a few days, we had some folks next to us who must have been in the witness protection program. They had a class C. They had a cover over the windshield, and kept their shades drawn the entire trip. They had not one thing outside of the RV. No rug, chairs, shoes, ponchos, beer cooler, etc. There were four bikes on the site, which periodcally moved over the two or three days they were there, but otherwise, there were no signs of life. Weird.
Across from us, and down the loop a little, there was a large family camping in a pop up. They had stuff all over their site, and in the back, they had a whole kitchen set up under an awning. Deep fat fryer, microwave, you name it. The brought Grandma along. All day long, Grandma was back in the kitchen area, cooking something, or washing a pot or something. She was great. Always working. I was thinking about asking them if I could borrow her.
Anyway, one afternoon we were taking off to visit a park, and I happen to glance over at the campsite.
Look at good old Grandma, God bless her! :
This kind of scene is why I love the Fort! Grandma could never chill like this at some stuffy hotel!
TCD
I love to just look at my neighbors and see the things that other folks do at the Fort.
Now that there is practically no vegetation between the sites, this is almost impossible to not do.
So, on my spring break visit, I enjoyed watching folks come and go.
For a few days, we had some folks next to us who must have been in the witness protection program. They had a class C. They had a cover over the windshield, and kept their shades drawn the entire trip. They had not one thing outside of the RV. No rug, chairs, shoes, ponchos, beer cooler, etc. There were four bikes on the site, which periodcally moved over the two or three days they were there, but otherwise, there were no signs of life. Weird.
Across from us, and down the loop a little, there was a large family camping in a pop up. They had stuff all over their site, and in the back, they had a whole kitchen set up under an awning. Deep fat fryer, microwave, you name it. The brought Grandma along. All day long, Grandma was back in the kitchen area, cooking something, or washing a pot or something. She was great. Always working. I was thinking about asking them if I could borrow her.
Anyway, one afternoon we were taking off to visit a park, and I happen to glance over at the campsite.
Look at good old Grandma, God bless her! :
This kind of scene is why I love the Fort! Grandma could never chill like this at some stuffy hotel!
TCD