Single-handedly solving nothing
You think you’re a pretty good judge of character, good or bad, and then somebody comes along and blows that hypothesis all to hell. St. Mary Lower campground … YOU … are that somebody. I had little desire to ever visit this campground, let alone spend a weekend at it. Tucked into the inside bend … Read more
Umm. Yeah. So, I … well … I booked a campsite for the May long weekend. In Alberta. In a mountain park, no less. Yeah … … I know. In fact, I haven’t gone camping on May’s legendary long weekend in several years precisely because I know! But the last few May long weekends have … Read more
Ah, the venerable campground host. Walmart greeters of the RV world. Rewarded with a free campsite in a conspicuous location in exchange for unpaid labour including the selling of overpriced firewood, ensuring drunken strangers obey rules, and cleaning public toilets. What’s not to love? Not much, it would seem. So popular is this barter that … Read more