We got a big surprise in the campground this morning. A familiar woman came up to say hello, but I could not quite place her. I recognized her as soon as she said her name. Liz and her husband (whose name won’t come to me tonight) were here two years ago and we enjoyed talking with them about where they had hiked and what wildflowers they had seen. I ran up to the car and got her email address as they were driving out of the park and she has been reading my logs ever since. I’ll have to get another picture with his eyes open.
Regular camper Windy was in Site 8 but, I forgot to take his picture.
Spence had been weed whacking all along the campground road and the picnic area parking lot all morning. He had just stopped by the toilet building when I snapped this picture. His lower pant legs are covered with bits of grass. He also managed to fling a pebble, or some other small object, and hit himself in the cheek. He said it wasn’t as bad as the time he whacked some dog poop and got it all over himself.
We ran out to town. We stopped in the Hartford post office to register to receive mail there, general delivery. I forgot to mail my outgoing mail. I got a haircut at the barber shop. I decided that is the best place. The people in the hair salons always do what they want and not what I ask. That man cut my hair exactly as I asked him to. I’ll go back there for next year’s hair cut. We stopped in the library to use the Wi-Fi – and I forgot to send out the log. Our last stop was the grocery store for a few items. I didn’t forget anything there; I had my five-item grocery list.
Ten of the twelve campsites were full by mid afternoon though two of the three prime sites were empty. We spent a long time chatting and giving advice. The horse camp was empty so I took these two pictures.