Lots of folks never get farther than about 150 feet from their cars, even when visiting really neat places. Shame, really. On the other hand, they DID get out and go to the State Park, so that puts them ahead of a few other folks.
Lots of folks never get farther than about 150 feet from their cars, even when visiting really neat places. Shame, really. On the other hand, they DID get out and go to the State Park, so that puts them ahead of a few other folks.
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I’ve heard of someone driving almost all the way through Yellowstone, seeing a ranger, pulling over, and complaining they didn’t SEE ANYTHING. They had a fit when told they’d have to pull in off the main road and actually get out of the car to see stuff. Or two kids stopping to take some pictures by the road, pointing at the mountains, and a couple of carfulls stop and start evilly harassing the kids because there’s no animals, they stopped to see the animals, why were the kids pointing if there weren’t any. A ranger came along and separated the kids safely from the crazies.
Nature is out there, thataway. Good for Hubris and Kara, getting away from the picnic tables…
facepalm
sincerely some people really scare me with those questions. all kara needs to add is ‘here is your sign’ i swear.
Hubris: “No need. I forgot the keys in the RV, and we’re in a handicapped space. Let’s just keep going to the impound lot.”
When I was much younger we would attend a family reunion at a state park every Labor Day weekend. All the adults stayed at the pavilion but the handful of kids would run through all of the trails. When I say trails they were slightly less weed covered areas of the woods. The adults were probably glad to get rid of us and we had a blast.
Eventually the park started charging for the pavilion and a few of the older relatives decided not to pay the ten dollars so it was moved to a public park in the town where they lived. I quit going that same year.
I have often wanted to go back to the park to see what it looks like after all this time. I hope the rock that looks like a chair is still there and children still crawl up and sit on it.
You forgot the bouncy castle..
The heft on at least three of the eight, bouncy castle doesn’t look like an option. Though running a noisy portable generator looks totally like something this batch would do….
*Cough* Movie called RV. *cough*
Afternoon ya’ll.
Hope all is well. I’m survivin’.
The RV movie had Robin Williams in it, right? I heard it stunk. Never seen it.
My brother, on the other hand, had to deal with the kind of people who never move more than 150 from a vehicle back when he was a park ranger. Surprise! They showed up in a cartoon.
“As a nation we are dedicated to keeping physically fit – and parking as close to the stadium as possible.” ?Bill Vaughan
It’s easy to make fun of the lot occupying the picnic tables, and probably safe to assume that they don’t give a thought, or even an afterthought, to physical fitness. Even so, it takes me aback that that guy could be so clueless, that it would apparently come as a shock to him that no, there ARE places where a car CANNOT go.
Yet what really gets me are the kind of people to whom Bill Vaughn referred, who readily and willingly knock themselves out at the gym, yet harbor a curious aversion to the idea of walking anywhere. You would think that such people would be enthusiastic proponents of working in various forms of lighter activity (such as walking) whenever possible. In fairness, many of them are, and practice what they preach.
But the pro-exercisers yet anti-walkers? I sometimes wonder if they reason that since they already ‘punish’ themselves, they are thus entitled to ‘reward’ themselves by abstaining from walking whenever possible, and either drive or be driven everywhere.
If that is the case, it’s no different from the mindset of those who habitually indulge in post-workout junk food binges.