The campsites are Marble Beach are not my favorite. There's no parking pad, and it's hard to tell where one site ends and another begins. Good thing we didn't have neighbors. Like, at all.
Darn close to empty! During the peak season, this place is packed with lots of big rig campers, and I don't think it's the kind of experience I'd enjoy. But for this weekend, it was private and quiet, and we took liberty with the space and spread out a bit.
Without a gravel parking pad, we thought the best use of the rug would be in the kitchen area. That way if it got wet or muddy, we wouldn't be standing in something gross. We did not count on the flies being as horrible as they were.
A close up of all the flies in one area of the rug. Multiply this by about 30, and you can guess how many there were...and that's just on the rug! We hung a couple of fly strips, which helped, but they were ridiculous.
As is our usual behavior, we went to a brewery, one we frequent often, West-O. Here's my artsy shot of my beer and my husband.
The beer disappeared quickly, but Andy stayed. 😆
For those of you who aren't beer drinkers, West-O and our favorite winery, Little Swan Lake Winery, have teamed up and offer each other's beverages to their customers. Love some local biz cooperation!
Back at camp, we spent the evening doing something else we normally do:
Knowing we were running out of good camping weather for the season, this fire sitting was important stuff, and we didn't miss a minute of it.
We had visitors two mornings in a row. No humans, just turkeys!
It was a sizable group, they made a lot of noise, and I think they made Fred and Lucy nervous.
Heh. Anyway, short and sweet visit to Marble Beach brings you this short and sweet blog post. Don't worry. I've got more trips to post about soon.
Happy camping!
Peggy
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