We where in the Pocono's for 10 days, we had just about crossed over the bridge to get back to the campground and a Bear ran across infront of the car. I say "bbbbb BBB Bear" my husband was like no way, and he backs the car up so we can see and he said to me I dont see anything and just that as he speaks a bear turns around and we see the Tan in her nose and 2 babies next to her.
Now I am saying omg! I hope they dont cross the brige and come into the campground and then I yell, hurry lock the doors.. of course my husband said, " Bear's don't have Opposable thumbs they are not opening the handles." Funny guy he thinks he is.
So we go back eat dinner ,sit around the fire and go to bed. Around 12:30 am I hear a Bloody Scream coming from my daughters bunk end and I run down the other end reaching in the dark bunk grabbing my daughter as she is being MAULEd by a bear... To hear these words. "MOM what in the hell are you doing" as I turn on the light and she is ok! I said I thought the damn bear got you! No she said " A daddy long legger crawled in my mouth.
Probably 35 years ago, I take a girl to Promised Land St Pk for a camping and sailing trip. I had a Ford Ranchero with a Sunfish sailboat on a rack I made. We arrive after dark Friday evening in the pouring rain, par for the course. Get the little pup tent set up and climb in for the night. Shortly there after the front guy line to the tent pops out of the sodden ground, and my quick fix was to tie it to the trailer hitch on the Ranchero. You see where this is going, don't you? We are up early and it's still pouring rain. It's off to the bathroom for both of us, and me being finished early head back to the campsite and jump in my truck. Sitting there I hear water coming in the truck from behind the seat. I look in the truck bed, and there's a lot of water in it due the the angle of the truck. I then remembered that i had drilled some holes for the boat tiedown and realized that's where the water was coming in. Quick thinking, I'll just turn the truck around and dump the water out. Whoops, after I drive off, I realize tent is still tied to the trailer hitch. Oh well, ball the whole works up, tent, sleeping bags, clothes etc. The girl friend comes back from the bathroom, and say," Boy, you sure broke camp in a hurry!" Well we had a good laugh and hit the nearest diner for a nice breakfast before our trip home.
Tough to pick just one because there have been so many good times camping. If I have to choose one, it was a rather recent outing in our former pop up when we took our new puppy on his first outing.
He seemed a little uneasy so I put him in the bunk with DW and I. At some point in the middle of the night he rolled over against the canvas. I was petting him and then he was gone. I sprang forward to the end of the bunk which awoke DW and she asked what the " h e double hockey sticks" I was doing. I said "Nanook is gone" and she was like "What" . I got to the door and opened it, There was Nanook looking a little stunned and very surprised. He was wanting back in. We packed some blankets around the sides of the bunkends and the rest of the trip went great. We talk and laugh about how we almost lost our pup during his first night in the pup.
One we talk about the most was our second trip with our newer to us HTT and our youngest son (5 months at the time). It was at Allegahny SP NY. We had been told that there was a bear in the area and that the racoons were pretty active also. Before bed we made sure everything was cleaned up, put away, and wiped down. However we neglected to put away the container of dog food under the trailer.
Sometime around 1am we heard something outside, I woke up DH and asked him to investigate. He told me to go back to sleep. About 10 minutes later we heard a POP! And then the spill of an entire container (about 15 gallon sealed plastic keep the mositure and bugs out dog food thingy) . We peeked out the window and saw a racoon running out from under the trailer. Okay a racoon, no big deal, or so we thought.
Within minutes there were three or four racoons under the trailer all fighting over the food! Hissing, squeaking, screeching, thumping, running up the tree next to the trailer and then shouting in protest. This went on until about 5am or so. All we could do was laugh!!!! We chased them away a couple times but then they came right back. All dog food is ALWAYS remembered to be locked in the car or camper now, ALWAYS!!!!!
A couple of years ago we stayed at Hills Creek State Park in PA. We had a great week. The last day we where going to go to the canyon in Wellsboro. Our Tahoe refused to start i played the better part of the morning and replaced the cap and rotor as the spring on the rotor had melted. Fixed? Nope still wont start. I had 4-5 neighboring campers "helping" no dice. We found low fuel pressure as someone had a tester with them. Called AAA and arranged to have the Tahoe towed and a friend was coming for the camper. While we waiting another camper came over with a fuel injector cleaner kit that he had charged with pressure from his vehicle. WOW putting this on it started. Thanked everyone and ran quickly to the gas station and filled it up. Met the tow operator ad had him change it to a jump call. While i was gone DW tried yo be helpful. She proceded to tear down the camper, but neglected to put up the door. Cranked down the camper until the roof sat at a severe angle. It then proceeded to get stuck there. The same people that had helped me helped her lift the roof to get it unstuck and folded up properly. I never saw this or it might have pushed me over the edge that day.
Thank You to everyone who helps a struggling or broken camper!!!!
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