Short post about where we were staying. We were at a campground that is an old campground designed for tent camping and they have a few cabins. They decided to add 22 spots for RVs and I think they wanted to do it as cheaply as possible. Your water connection is shared with the site next to you, they put a splitter on the end of the faucet so if we are both trying to use water at the same time, the pressure is low. Friday through Sunday it was extremely low. Sunday evening it suddenly picked up in volume. We still had the same RV next to us but a large youth group from a church left on Sunday afternoon. They were all camping in tents and hammocks on an area across the small spring behind us. Makes me wander if their water was somehow connected to ours.
This place also went cheap on the electric hookups. You also have a shared power pole, there are two plugs and separate circuit breakers but they are all on the same pole. You have to watch your neighbor as we have had one turn ours off when setting theirs up.
They also have little board walks that go across the springs throughout the park, many of them come out right into RV parking spots so you have people walking right up next to your RV when they are trying to get to the road up to the office.
It is not a bad looking place, lots of shade and it was down in the high sixties at night. We walked all their trails on Sunday afternoon and came up on an interesting sight. If you enlarge the first picture below you should see a skeleton. Any suggestions for what is going on at the park? Is this a lost camper that never found their way back? They gave us a map of the trails but it was not drawn to scale and did not match the trails we found. The auditor in me kicked in while we were walking. I had a pretty extensive report in my head by the time we returned. Lots of dead trees hanging over the trails with what Bruce called Widow Makers hanging from them. Found an old well that had a metal grate over it that was not fastened down to anything so could be easily moved. Bobwire sticking out from trees that could be easily reached by young kids. Told Bruce we should get a job critiquing campgrounds. He likes to spend his time watching other people sit up and take down down their RVs. He shares his thoughts with me on what they should be doing different. He did get to watch one pull in besides us trying to park a fifth wheel with a crew cab truck with a short bed. They now have plastic taped over their back window in the truck as he turned his truck too sharp and hit the corner of the fifth wheel with the window.
Looks like a skeleton
one of the trails through the woods
view towards campground
Interesting campground. We picked it because it was 10 miles from the Ark Encounter and thought it would be a pretty place to stay. Based on what we have seen, I would not recommend this during rainy weather, there is a steep drive coming into it. With all the springs around it could be very bad if it started to flood.
Met a few people while at the park. On our last night there we had a a different RV move in next to us. It was a London Aire fifth wheel made by Newmar, the company that made our coach. It was a woman about our age and she was traveling with her parents who had purchased the RV new in 1988. They had a tire blow out on the RV and had torn up part of the skirting on the side. They had been to the Newmar factory in Indiana to have them look at it but they could not help with the skirting as they no longer made that model. We did not see inside the RV but it did not look to be very comfortable, no head room in the top of the fifth wheel, you would probably have to crawl to get to the bed. They were pulling it with a truck that appeared to be on it’s last leg.
It is good thing they were leaving the same morning that we were leaving as we weren’t sure how we were going to get out past them. They had not parked correctly in their spot and were over on the grass with their truck aimed over into our area. He spent quite a bit of time under the hood of the truck once he got it started in the morning, he was adjusting all kind of things. He finally got it on the road heading out but it was very slow process with lots of noises from the truck. Eventually they made it to the opening by the dump station where they stopped to empty their tanks. Once again the park had not thought out their design real well. If an RV stops to dump, anyone coming out behind is stuck as there is not enough width for anyone to pass.
We also planned on dumping as there were no sewer hookups at any of the RV sites. These people left at least 20 minutes before us and they were still at the dump station when we got there. We probably sit for another 20 minutes while they were at the dump station, not sure what they were doing particularly when the daughter took a big bucket out of the RV. We finally go to dump, Bruce handled it while I was talking to the lady in the RV behind us. She was traveling in a Class C coach by herself, was down here for a family reunion. She did not need to dump but she was stuck behind us.
We met some other women traveling by themselves or with their kids. I told one of them that I admired her doing it on her own as there was no way I would do it. They were all driving much smaller coaches and not all had tow vehicles.