You know that sleepy split second when you first wake up in the morning, before reality kicks in? The first thing that enters my mind is “where am I?”. In the past few weeks we’ve camped in the desert, by the ocean, near the redwoods, behind several Elks Lodges and in a repair shop parking lot. Is it any wonder I get confused?
Boondocking at the Salmon Harbor Marina in Winchester Bay, OR. I love the views here!
One of these is not like the others. Repair shop boondocking!
Mt. Hood is visable from the Sherwood Elks. Parked “nose in” at Champoeg State Park.
Today we’re back in the Seattle area, at Lake Pleasant RV Park in Bothell, to be exact. This is not our usual campground here, but since Zoe graduated from Western and moved to Seattle, this is the closest place to her, only seven miles away. We’ve been here a few times to visit traveling friends when we lived in Sammamish, but we’ve only stayed here once, a few months after we adopted Scoopy.
Dan, Zoe, Steven and Linda reunited in Bothell!
We thought it would be fun to spend Thanksgiving here, thinking that if the kids wanted to eat, they would have to join us at the campground. All three of them actually showed up, in separate cars. That still cracks me up. And did I get a single photo of our entire family enjoying a holiday meal in Scoopy? Nope.
I posted on Facebook a few days ago how much my idea of the perfect campground has changed since we became fulltimers. I imagined myself as the ultimate Pavement Princess. All hook ups, all the time for this gal. I have surprised myself that nothing could be further from the truth. I am happiest either on the move or parked in the middle of nowhere with a gorgeous view, where neighbors are a respectable distance away. Hook ups be damned. It irks me to pay exorbitant prices for a tiny space in a commercial campground. But hey, welcome to the big city.
Scoopy is feeling a little claustrophobic here in Bothell.
Tomorrow morning I’ll wake up and think, “where am I?”, then I’ll remember and be irked all over again.
UP NEXT: Into the Great Unknown.
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poor Scoopy…we feel her pain! nothing like peace and solitude! enjoy your time with Zoe!!
My heart goes out to you having to stay in a commercial campground. The sacrifices some people have to make. 🙂
My how you've changed. No Costco room AND no hookups. You crack me up. Lovin' it.
I am finding I've "swung" in the other direction, being just fine in rv parks with FHUs at each stop, where I thought I'd hate it and only want to be in the middle of nowhere. Love all that PNW green 🙂 Between "what day is it" and "where am I", we often feel like we're floating in limbo…..and loving every minute :-))))))
Sometimes I worry that I'm losing my mind when I wake up thinking, "Where am I?" We have a good excuse for our temporary memory lapses though, don't we? :-)) That spot in Bothell looks downright spacious compared to some places we've stayed. But we try to only stay in RV parks when there's a good reason, and the parks become part of the experience — Cedar Key, for example, or our upcoming stay at Pecan Grove in Austin.
Even though I am irked, Zoe is worth every penny. 🙂
I know, it's a rough life. 🙂
I know! I'm pretty proud of myself. (But let's face it, my Costco room was awesome.)
I loved commercial parks and FHU too until we got solar. Even then, I wondered if we'd actually use it all that much. You gotta try it to even know!
Yes, I agree that some parks are the destination. And this one isn't bad, it's just expensive! Irk! Irk!
the smiles say it all..nothing like time well spent with your oldest girl!