This weekend marking the final day of summer and the first official day of fall. While I’m excited to decorate with pumpkins and bust out all of my delicious fall candles, I have one final summer throwback blog to write.
We went late season camping in Nebraska and it was great!!
The Engineer and I drove down to meet his Sister and Bro in Law for a long camping weekend at Calamus State Park. It’s about an even drive for all of us so it seemed like a good spot to try. They spent the weekend telling me they needed good blog nicknames….but didn’t suggest any, so I’ll leave it as The Camping Pros for now! Trying to get The Engineer to prep and pack for camping is almost useless….”If we forget it The Pros will have it so it’s not important.”
I think I’ve officially waited long enough to ensure that none of the camping participants….furry or otherwise…..caught West Nile. The bugs down there were big and apparently impervious to any type of bug spray! Coming home covered in bug bites was really the only downside of the weekend. I had 18 on just my right ankle……JUST THE RIGHT ANKLE! The Engineer and I spent days itching and scratching while trying to ignore the constant full body itching.
Besides the unrelenting mosquito blitz we picked a slightly questionable weekend to camp. As The Engineer and I drove we watched a fairly severe thunderstorm brew up over the top of the park. When text messages to the pros weren’t immediately returned we were sure they were hunkered down waiting out the storm. Our suspicions of severe weather were reinforced by the gas station attendant in the small town neighboring the park. We left with our 2 bundles of firewood and visions of hail and storm winds in our future. Needless to say we were pleasantly surprised to find out that even though the radar system showed a huge red blob of thunderstorm death over the park, there wasn’t any rain happening at the campsite. We actually lucked out and only got rained on early Monday morning before we packed up to head home. All’s well that ends well I suppose!
Due to the predicted forecast of less than stellar weather I, being the only member of Casa Mishappenings who plans for things, began to stress over the fortitude of The Engineer’s bargain price tent. Luckily, the Pros have several large, better tents, and they had one all set up for us when we got there. Their’s held up much better to the wind and rain. The Engineer, Puppachino, and I stayed nice and toasty dry and cozy!
We also didn’t discover until we got there, but I had somehow managed to rent 4 separate campsites in a “Group Camping” area. I had no idea! I just rented what was listed as the only available site for the long Labor Day weekend. It popped up site 09-12, but I just assumed that meant like site 12 inside of loop 9. NOPE……the 4 of us had one whole half of a very large open glen area. A large…..and somewhat odd family of rednecks took up residence on the other half, and for one night we did sublet one of our sites to a large Hispanic family.
Mostly, we spent a pretty low key weekend just hanging in our hammocks and hanging out together. Many naps were had and several beers were drank. We did make a special trip out to one of the local breweries for lunch one afternoon. If you’re ever in the middle of nowhere Nebraska I would seriously recommend the Ass Blaster Jalapeño beer from Bootleg Brewery! Also, the sweet potato fries are bomb.com! By this point in the weekend we had extra space in the coolers, so I actually ended up buying a whole growler of Ass Blaster! It’s delicious….if I could buy it at a store locally I would keep it stocked in the fridge always!
There was a slight blip of excitement when we thought we might have spotted a mountain lion. I saw it first, The Pro Sister saw it second….in two separate viewings I’ll have you know! I turned around from making bacon the first morning and saw something slightly redder than a deer off in the trees beyond our camping clearing. It was moving in a way that caused the internal dialogue, “WTF was that slinking through the trees!?” The Pro Sister saw a similar size and shape animal the next morning in about the same place. I would like to point out that both of us are well versed in animals and their general style of movement. I’ve never watched a deer move through a wooded area or field and thought, “Wow look at that deer slink around over there!” The guys, and 2 park rangers, were quite sure that all we saw was a deer. Ppppsssshhh it wasn’t a deer, but whatever I guess…..The Pro and I know what we saw!