Headin’ east to Coffee County
June 05, 2008
I always feel a little bit like the Jed Clampets when we load up the truck and the RV and head… wherever. Partly because I am never fully prepared. This time, I think we are.
The husband and I bought a new camping grill over the weekend and went to the grocery store to stock up on food. Tuesday afternoon, we drove the camper over to BamaJam. There were about a dozen trailers in place and while there is certainly a convenience factor in being close to the gate, and thus the events, and while Ronnie Gilley is offering media some “preferred sites” right in the thick of things next to the Bluegrass stage—my husband and I headed for the woods. We wanted a place where there was shade and one which would allow us, as much as possible, to get away from it all.
Having been to a few campgrounds, there are things you learn in terms of site selectiion. I’m no longer a part of the late-night partiers. Sleep, that’s what I want after 10. Sleep. So we found a place that could be a retreat from the heat and the people.
Talked to some camping friends last night, who arrived at the site Wednesday morning. She says there was a steady cloud of dusty campers all day Wednesday and by Wednesday night the campground was filling up.
We are packed, except for that last-minute trip to the store for bread and more diet Coke. No Coke at BamaJam—:-(—and don’t forget some bug spray. We noticed there were lots of grasshoppers and some fire ants out there Tuesday. Think sneakers.
Gotta go, the husband awaits. We should be arriving at the site just before noon.
Tell ya more when I get there.
Cya there.
