What is that white stuff?

March 25, 2013

What a surprise, I stepped out of the trailer in my socks to find a funny crunch.  The rug and mat were frozen and covered with snow.  In fact every surface that was not asphalt or gravel was covered.   Welcome to a spring snow storm.  

Yes, the entire area took on a silver color as the snow drifted down and swirled through the air.  For some this is getting old but for Floridians it is a treat.   Well not all of us, Slippery (the cat) was not impressed.  She went outside for 3 minutes and returned to snuggle in the bed with Billy.  She resurfaced around 6 PM but did not venture out until 8 PM when she lasted 10 minutes in the snow.

Monday, the first work day, actually it was orientation and training.  Did the cold and snow stop us?  No, we toured the campground, learned about the sites, cleaning and check-in procedures.  The staff has grown by two, Johanna and Issy, another part-time camping couple with ample campground management experience. (Add these names to your cast list for future reference – or maybe I will give a new list shortly.)

Billy acting warm

A camper from Alabama sporting shorts greeted us this morning with his fishing gear.  You know he is a serious fisher as the snow is falling, the temperature is 28 degrees, and he is going fishing.    Not to be out done, two rigs drive in around noon in the falling snow with plans for a week of camping.  Complete with two pick-ups of fire wood (prepared campers), they build a fire, roast hot dogs, and make an initial fishing trip.  As the fish are not interested they return to the fire for more dogs and stories.  These stout souls are adjacent to our site and will be our neighbors for the next week.  Perhaps they can teach me about fly fishing during their stay…

 

Marg, late afternoon and it is warmer.
Indian Creek Campground