Are there any rude ones?
I genuinely love this camp host lifestyle.
Sure, it’s hot; there is always garbage cans to service and grass to be cut. But there are campers….
One of the regulars here is an orchardist with 80 acres of Bing, Lapin and Ranier cherries with a few apricot trees. Last week he brought apricots, this week 5-or-so pounds of cherries. Another is on the way with wine. Another flagged me down to offer thanks for an orderly, quiet campground… and to meet Millie, of course.
Sadly, only four months left in this season.
And where to then?