My parents have been talking about and getting ready for ‘camping’ for a long time. I had no idea what they were talking about until last weekend.
We went to a Scotts Flat campground in their camper, and I got to sit outside and watch the world go by.
I went for a long walk, with a
string attached to me so that I couldn’t run off. I sun bathed down by the lake.
My parents tried out everything in the camper
- the shower, the heater, the stove.
They even made me hamburger for our first dinner in the camper. The trip went much better than I thought it would.
They haven’t been able to use their phones or computers … something about being off the grid. I’m liking that. They walked ½ mile uphill to make a phone call. Glad they didn’t make me go on that walk!
They went to a town called Nevada City and I had to stay in the camper while they went into town. I slept in the overhead bunk, looking out the window as people walked by. Mom and dad came back, served me a picnic lunch and went out again.
We stayed two days and they made a list of things they are going to do to the camper. I hope they don’t move my box, my bedroom, or my bed. I finally figured out where everything is.
Tomorrow they food shop for ‘the big trip’ (where are we going ???) and we leave Friday morning.
Stinky’s parent’s addition:
Nevada City (northern California) is a cute Victorian / gold rush town where old hippies go to retire.
It has funky, quaint and odd shops, wineries and small museums.
The historical culture (turn of the 20th century) was a blend of native Americans, Chinese railroad workers, and gold seeking pioneers.
Was a fun place to spend a day while supervising Stinky’s camping trip.
Apparently you need to have lots of facial hair to be a member of this music group:
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