Monday, July 02, 2007

 

Camping

We went camping last weekend. We took the tents and sleeping bags and such and headed out to a campground that I remember going to a lot as a kid. The place is called Vail Lake Resort (it was called Butterfield Country when I was a kid) and it is a few miles east of Temecula. We went a few years ago over a long February weekend and it was great. The site was still being re-built after years of neglect, but they had done a good job on what was done. Based on that, we decided to head out there again with some friends of ours.

The kids had fun this past weekend, although it was less so for us parents. There were a lot of cool things going on including live music on Friday and Saturday night, a BBQ and fireworks on Saturday, lots of places to ride bikes, and we added 3 new geocaches to our finds.

However, on the negative side it was hot, dusty, and loud. Hot was annoying, dusty was manageable, but the loud part was very unacceptable. It was like the campsites around us were having a stereo volume war and everyone lost. On top of that, we were dealing with kids screaming until well past midnight.

Wow, I feel old complaining like this -- but on the other hand I have rarely experienced such an utter lack of courtesy by so many different people in what should have been a relaxing atmosphere. The campsite had rules, they just didn't enforce them. I asked the nearest group to turn it down around 11pm, but I just didn't have the time or energy to deal with all of the others. Unfortunately, we don't plan to return anytime soon (and definitely not in the summertime).

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Comments:
That's a shame.

I tend to bring earplugs along when I camp with my girl scouts, but they are still well within range of "quiet" even with their giggles.

That's odd that so many people would play loud music. You'd better come to Oregon where people camp right - or their neighbor brings over a shotgun because they are going to scare the game for tomorrow's hunt!
 
I had a similar experience a few years ago at a campground on Indian reservation in San Diego County. People were playing loud music and partying until 4 am. In the morning, we had breakfast, packed up, and left. Worst camping experience ever.
 
Its very different camping in Oregon. Fear? Respect?

One of my co-worker goes camping-fishing, quite a bit. They threw some california music playing campers out of the campground at 11:00 one nite.
 
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