Crazy Camping Weekend
So, the weekend was tons of fun, so here's an update... (In game events I'll keep posting in my Deadjournal since I know a lot of people here don't want to read it, but here's some "real life" enjoyment from the weekend.)
For the most part, I was well prepared - yay! Though I did accidentally pack the broken air mattress, so we ended up having to pad the sleeping bags with misc. clothes and such. Which means that we actually were rather cold, as well as not completely comfortable. Wait, I should back up and do this "as things happened" - you know, in order, so I don't forget anything silly!
Mark and I were amoung the earlier people there, which was very nice as we were able to a) pick out a camp site away from characters ours wouldn't get along with, and with room for our "allies" to set up near us, and b) we could set up the tent in daylight. The tent was...a slight adventure. I figured out how to set it up fine, but it did not seem tremendously stable. We did manage to get it to a point where we didn't think it was going to collapse on us, but we never totally trusted it. Then we discovered we'd set it up with the door facing the opposite way than we really wanted - this later became referred to as the "ninja door." It was so much trouble to set up, though, that we did not turn it around. Aside from the air mattress problem, the tent was actually quite roomy inside and comfy.
Game play around the campfire that night. Got quite cold. Which was nice for sleep snuggling, but...cold! Next morning, after some adventure getting the fire hot enough and realizing I'd forgotten oven mits, I made oatmeal and english muffins for breakfast. Yum. More hanging out and playing on Saturday - I really wonder what some of the other people in the campground thought when they walked by with their dogs/saw us on the hiking trail/saw us walking back and forth to the bath house.
Because we had in our group:
Me in flourescent green and black striped tights, black corset bodice, black skirt hiked up, and a pink and black striped wig with pigtails.
Others even more obvious than me:
One woman in medieval garb, leafy accesories, and painted green
Man in stuffy colonial-ish outfit complete with powdered wig
Man in semi-medieval garb painted blue with large horns carrying a huge hammer
Man in white suit, green shirt and tie, being just about blind (most often escorted by green girl)
Woman in red halter top and bright red wig
Woman in green halter top, green track suit pants, ans small horns
Man in scruffy patched clothes wrapped in chains
Woman in sort-of goth clothes with a black top hat
I think those were the most obvious costumes. Not your standard camping gear!
All told, there were about 36 of us that came and went over the weekend! Wow. We amused at least one of the park rangers - she liked our maypole.
As for the second night sleeping there? I wore most articles of clothing I brought with me and ended up practically in a clothing cocoon. Hee! But hey - I was warm! And we discovered our tent fears were unfounded - while the tent seriously needed some new waterproofing - poor Ben was getting dripped on when 7 of us gathered in our tent for a private scene during the rain - the wind overnight was no problem at all. The additional tent stakes Mark went and bought probably helped. Our corner of the camp was quite popular during the rain, as the friends right near us brought a pavilion from their wedding and set it up over our picnic table. That was quite popular until the temperature dropped too far.
Oh, and as for the whole preparedness thing - I was the only one who brought good pots and pans and cooking utensils. They got a lot of use. And the chicken on night 2 was really yummy - yay!
On the whole, I had a lot of fun and ate way too many marshmallows.
And now, a dream fragment to share:
Last night, I dreamt about flying somewhere to meet Mom. Which was kind of odd, in that I didn't seem to know where I was flying to until I was leaving the airport with her. I apparantly was in (or thought I was in - no clue as the whole dream pretty much was in a parking garage) Cairo, and I remember thinking, "Oh, I need to tell
layladebloodyI went to Egypt!"
The parking garage had fires (like campfires) and stray cats all over the place. There was one cat that looked really cool, like he was glowing. Until I realized he actually had ice on him, and the "glowing" was the reflected fires.
Poor thing.
And that...is the entire dream.
For the most part, I was well prepared - yay! Though I did accidentally pack the broken air mattress, so we ended up having to pad the sleeping bags with misc. clothes and such. Which means that we actually were rather cold, as well as not completely comfortable. Wait, I should back up and do this "as things happened" - you know, in order, so I don't forget anything silly!
Mark and I were amoung the earlier people there, which was very nice as we were able to a) pick out a camp site away from characters ours wouldn't get along with, and with room for our "allies" to set up near us, and b) we could set up the tent in daylight. The tent was...a slight adventure. I figured out how to set it up fine, but it did not seem tremendously stable. We did manage to get it to a point where we didn't think it was going to collapse on us, but we never totally trusted it. Then we discovered we'd set it up with the door facing the opposite way than we really wanted - this later became referred to as the "ninja door." It was so much trouble to set up, though, that we did not turn it around. Aside from the air mattress problem, the tent was actually quite roomy inside and comfy.
Game play around the campfire that night. Got quite cold. Which was nice for sleep snuggling, but...cold! Next morning, after some adventure getting the fire hot enough and realizing I'd forgotten oven mits, I made oatmeal and english muffins for breakfast. Yum. More hanging out and playing on Saturday - I really wonder what some of the other people in the campground thought when they walked by with their dogs/saw us on the hiking trail/saw us walking back and forth to the bath house.
Because we had in our group:
Me in flourescent green and black striped tights, black corset bodice, black skirt hiked up, and a pink and black striped wig with pigtails.
Others even more obvious than me:
One woman in medieval garb, leafy accesories, and painted green
Man in stuffy colonial-ish outfit complete with powdered wig
Man in semi-medieval garb painted blue with large horns carrying a huge hammer
Man in white suit, green shirt and tie, being just about blind (most often escorted by green girl)
Woman in red halter top and bright red wig
Woman in green halter top, green track suit pants, ans small horns
Man in scruffy patched clothes wrapped in chains
Woman in sort-of goth clothes with a black top hat
I think those were the most obvious costumes. Not your standard camping gear!
All told, there were about 36 of us that came and went over the weekend! Wow. We amused at least one of the park rangers - she liked our maypole.
As for the second night sleeping there? I wore most articles of clothing I brought with me and ended up practically in a clothing cocoon. Hee! But hey - I was warm! And we discovered our tent fears were unfounded - while the tent seriously needed some new waterproofing - poor Ben was getting dripped on when 7 of us gathered in our tent for a private scene during the rain - the wind overnight was no problem at all. The additional tent stakes Mark went and bought probably helped. Our corner of the camp was quite popular during the rain, as the friends right near us brought a pavilion from their wedding and set it up over our picnic table. That was quite popular until the temperature dropped too far.
Oh, and as for the whole preparedness thing - I was the only one who brought good pots and pans and cooking utensils. They got a lot of use. And the chicken on night 2 was really yummy - yay!
On the whole, I had a lot of fun and ate way too many marshmallows.
And now, a dream fragment to share:
Last night, I dreamt about flying somewhere to meet Mom. Which was kind of odd, in that I didn't seem to know where I was flying to until I was leaving the airport with her. I apparantly was in (or thought I was in - no clue as the whole dream pretty much was in a parking garage) Cairo, and I remember thinking, "Oh, I need to tell
layladebloodyI went to Egypt!"
The parking garage had fires (like campfires) and stray cats all over the place. There was one cat that looked really cool, like he was glowing. Until I realized he actually had ice on him, and the "glowing" was the reflected fires.
Poor thing.
And that...is the entire dream.