The Best Design Yet for a Wooded Campground

Oh, but we’re here for only one night!

I’ve written before about the 2-2-2 rule of thumb for camping: that you’re making your life much easier if you stay at a site for at least two nights (and arrive by 2 pm, plus travel no more than 200 miles a day). We’re breaking that rule this time reluctantly, only because Tropical Storm Zeta is on her way here, right where we’re traveling.

We’re in Florida in the yellow here at this most-perfect of sites (more on that below), but we’ve decided to pick up this morning and head to Plan B, which is in the middle green: still a chance of strong wind, but not so bad.

Tracy really doesn’t want to tow the trailer in high winds, and neither of us wants a tree falling on us in the middle of the night, so we’re getting our butts on the road right away.

A Fence I Actually Approve Of

So, last night we stayed in the Fred Gannon Rocky Bayou State Park right at the western-most edge of Florida’s panhandle, and it’s a lush, wooded park, perfectly flat. That’s a plus for us always trying to level the trailer on precipitous spots, but the bonus are the newly graveled and fenced lots.

This is so smart. A lot of parks have trees between sites (thank the camping gods), but they get thinned out by families and friends who camp near each other and run back and forth between sites to visit, plus folks who forage for firewood.

This brilliant little fence serves as a mild-enough deterrent to keep the woods thick, plus it gives you a sense of privacy.

See, I can barely take a Gladys Kravitz photo of the Airstream parked next to us!

Just one night here, though.

The good news is that my twisted ankle is so much better.

So I hope to be able to get myself out of this chair at our next campground, which will be a long stretch in an isolated place called Tate’s Hell. Just in time for the election.

Please please, if you haven’t voted, do so.