23 July 2010
I got to the campsite around 5:30 p.m. and after driving around for a little bit, found where I wanted to set everything up. Away from everyone else. It is quiet & shady. I had to resort to pencil because my two pens decided they didn't want to work. Plenty of flies out here, little to no mosquitos (sic.). Hopefully as soon as the fire gets going, the flies will let up. I turned my phone off a little bit after I got here. I'm excited not to have it on for the next few days. The main part of the park looked nice with plenty of spots open, but I wanted a little more seclusion. I can hear some yelling kids off in the distance, but at least they aren't next to my site. I've established my little camp close to a bluff overlooking the lake which could make for some nice sunsets. I need to get a fire going, the flies are starting to gain in numbers.
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Got the fire going. Had to resort to using newspaper to catch the kindling. Had hopes of using bark, but it was still fairly wet from the rain they got here a few days ago. Just east of the campsite, where the lake juts in, I can see where the high water mark was. I went down & collected plenty of driftwood to get the fire going. Whomever had this site last left a huge piece of wood they were feeding into the fire. About a third of it is nothing but burnt wood but may be used to start some coals for dinner. Steak!
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I brought the camera & tripod to play around with some self portraits. It's fun.
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Burnt my hand stoking the fire. Very minor. The grates for cooking are too high to effectively cook the steak. It's burning more than anything. Almost time for the flip.
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Oh I burnt the hell out of it. Too bad. Steak is steak. I've been out here probably two hours (I'm not looking at any clocks this weekend) & I am the most relaxed I have been in forever!
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Camping lets people forget who they are. Out here, you don't know the people next to you. If you can make a fire & cook over it, you look like you know what you are doing. And that boosts confidence in oneself. Do I know the first thing about cooking well over a fire? No. Do I know that coals are the way to go when cooking? Yes. See, I'm an expert camper. It also lets people forget about being clean. I'm sweating & disgusting & have the dirtiest pair of shorts in the world right now. Do I care? No. Did I bring deodorant? No. Toothbrush or toothpaste? No. Did I bring beer? Yes. See, I'm an expert camper.
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I can hear music blaring from another part of the park. It's Uncle Ted! Stranglehold. It's all well & good that people want to do that, it's their right. Quiet hours aren't until 11:00 however far off that is from now. It's not yet nine. The sun hasn't set. It's quiet here. Not too quiet. Nature quiet. Birds are chirping, bugs are buzzing, flies are bugging, and the campfire is going. Sure it's the middle of July but camping requires a fire. Who cares if it's over 100 degrees during the day, in the evening its starting to cool a little bit.
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Is drinking by yourself while camping a bad thing?
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Oh hell yes, Skynyrd is blaring now. FREE BIRD!
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Wonderful sunset. It reminded me of being at the cabin on Brevort, but no sunsets can compare to those. Had to hurry with the pictures, hoping for better ones tomorrow. Sitting on that bluff is something else. If I focus just on the trees and the water, I can feel a little bit of Michigan in this state park. It is well kept, I'm happy I came here for the weekend.
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The fire flies are out now. Nature is wonderful. I can see the moon peek through the trees. Starting to get a nice buzz. Maybe one more beer. The campfire is mesmorizing (sic.).
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I'm done writing for the night. It's difficult to see now. Too dark.
I got to the campsite around 5:30 p.m. and after driving around for a little bit, found where I wanted to set everything up. Away from everyone else. It is quiet & shady. I had to resort to pencil because my two pens decided they didn't want to work. Plenty of flies out here, little to no mosquitos (sic.). Hopefully as soon as the fire gets going, the flies will let up. I turned my phone off a little bit after I got here. I'm excited not to have it on for the next few days. The main part of the park looked nice with plenty of spots open, but I wanted a little more seclusion. I can hear some yelling kids off in the distance, but at least they aren't next to my site. I've established my little camp close to a bluff overlooking the lake which could make for some nice sunsets. I need to get a fire going, the flies are starting to gain in numbers.
--
Got the fire going. Had to resort to using newspaper to catch the kindling. Had hopes of using bark, but it was still fairly wet from the rain they got here a few days ago. Just east of the campsite, where the lake juts in, I can see where the high water mark was. I went down & collected plenty of driftwood to get the fire going. Whomever had this site last left a huge piece of wood they were feeding into the fire. About a third of it is nothing but burnt wood but may be used to start some coals for dinner. Steak!
--
I brought the camera & tripod to play around with some self portraits. It's fun.
--
Burnt my hand stoking the fire. Very minor. The grates for cooking are too high to effectively cook the steak. It's burning more than anything. Almost time for the flip.
--
Oh I burnt the hell out of it. Too bad. Steak is steak. I've been out here probably two hours (I'm not looking at any clocks this weekend) & I am the most relaxed I have been in forever!
--
Camping lets people forget who they are. Out here, you don't know the people next to you. If you can make a fire & cook over it, you look like you know what you are doing. And that boosts confidence in oneself. Do I know the first thing about cooking well over a fire? No. Do I know that coals are the way to go when cooking? Yes. See, I'm an expert camper. It also lets people forget about being clean. I'm sweating & disgusting & have the dirtiest pair of shorts in the world right now. Do I care? No. Did I bring deodorant? No. Toothbrush or toothpaste? No. Did I bring beer? Yes. See, I'm an expert camper.
--
I can hear music blaring from another part of the park. It's Uncle Ted! Stranglehold. It's all well & good that people want to do that, it's their right. Quiet hours aren't until 11:00 however far off that is from now. It's not yet nine. The sun hasn't set. It's quiet here. Not too quiet. Nature quiet. Birds are chirping, bugs are buzzing, flies are bugging, and the campfire is going. Sure it's the middle of July but camping requires a fire. Who cares if it's over 100 degrees during the day, in the evening its starting to cool a little bit.
--
Is drinking by yourself while camping a bad thing?
--
Oh hell yes, Skynyrd is blaring now. FREE BIRD!
--
Wonderful sunset. It reminded me of being at the cabin on Brevort, but no sunsets can compare to those. Had to hurry with the pictures, hoping for better ones tomorrow. Sitting on that bluff is something else. If I focus just on the trees and the water, I can feel a little bit of Michigan in this state park. It is well kept, I'm happy I came here for the weekend.
--
The fire flies are out now. Nature is wonderful. I can see the moon peek through the trees. Starting to get a nice buzz. Maybe one more beer. The campfire is mesmorizing (sic.).
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I'm done writing for the night. It's difficult to see now. Too dark.
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