Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Day 2: City Slickers

After spending one night in a relatively nice state park (no water at the campsite=using public showers, but there was electricity=air conditioning), we made our way to the next stop.  For some unknown reason, we made no reservations for any campsites on this trip (I should have learned the lesson of a lifetime on the Tour America/fight with everyone/sleep in the rest stop because who knew it was Sturgis week and there would be no hotels within a 350 mi. radius trip that my family and I took when I was 15).  So we were on a true adventure.  When we got to the National Recreation Area, we went into the visitors center to ask about campsites, and they told us there were sites available at the Wrangler's Camp.  I asked, "Do you have to have horses, because we don't."  The nice lady told me that of course we did not have to have horses and plenty of people stay there without them.  So, I thanked her for her help and off we went to the Wrangler's Camp. When we pulled in, the lady at the gatehouse checked us in with question marks in her eyes.  At the end of the transaction, she asked me (a little bit condescendingly), "You do realize that this is a horse camp, right?"  I looked at her and said, "Well yes, and we happen to have a horse lover with us.  Plus the lady at the visitor center said that you didn't have to have horses to camp here."  What I was sarcastically thinking though was, "Really?  I never would have guessed that after we drove past eighteen billion horses just now."  She replied, "It is perfectly fine, just some people don't make the connection that there will be horses."  I think she meant that some people don't put it together that the horses stink like a farm.  So we got all checked in and made our way to our site.  It was all the way at the back, so we drove past every camper/horse there.  It was kind of like in a movie because everyone stopped and stared at us sort of confused.  I know they were thinking, "Where are their horses?  Dang city folk."  We were the only ones without horses which leads me to believe the "plenty of people" who camp in Wrangler's Camp without horses means 4 which is coincidentally the same number of people in my family.

1 comment:

  1. That is too funny! A couple years ago, my hubby and I went on a road trip where we were "camping" in the little cabins that KOA had. We made reservations, since those go quickly, but we ended up changing a lot since we cut our trip short. Luckily all the places we went had room. You are brave to stay in a horse camp! We live on property in SoCal, but we don't have horses...we are one of the few who live here without horses. I tell people I own a car! I look forward to hearing more about your trip...I'm living vicariously through you this summer!