When I was about 12 years old, my father got the camping bug. Don't know where he caught it, as he never went camping as a kid, but he had to have the latest and greatest of all the camping equipment available. We had a huge tent (family of six), a gas stove, air mattresses and sleeping bags for my sisters and me, camp cots with air mattress for my mom and him, a giant Coleman cooler...you get the idea.
He made reservations for thee nights at Westmoreland State Park in Virginia. After getting lost several times enroute, we finally found the camp ground were directed to our reserved site. It was getting dark and we kids (me, DSis 15, DSis 8, and DSis 6) were famished, so Mom started "dinner" as Dad, my older DSis and I tried to set up the tent. Dad had insisted that a practice at home before we left wasn't necessary; it was just a tent, how hard could it be? Well, it turned out to be plenty hard, and the family at the next-door camp site took pity on us and helped us get the tent erected just in time to put the "Little Ones" to bed. They and Mom had already eaten, so Dad, DSis#1 and I had what was left of cold hot dogs (an oxymoron?), cold beans, and potato chips. We had just finished cleaning up after our meal when the skies opened up! DSis#1 and I had dug a shallow "moat" around our tent to keep the rain out, but the "Noah Rain" quickly filled the moat to overflowing, right into the tent and our sleeping bags.
After about an hour of hard, steady rain, my mother announced that she was going to sleep in the car and anyone who wanted to join her was welcome. You never saw four kids move so fast! it took several minutes of shifting and adjusting, but finally everyone was ready to try to sleep. Ready, that is, until my dad decided to join us. This required several more minutes of shifting and adjusting, but we ultimately got everyone settled and we slept fitfully until the early-morning sun streaming through the windshield woke us up. As we kids tumbled out of the car, (a regular sized 4-door sedan, by the way, not even a station wagon), we saw Mom packing up the food and equipment and Dad taking down the tent, again with the help of the neighbors. This was the end of my family's camping experiment, and from that day on, my mother vowed that she would never again stay in lodgings that didn't have room service. And she never did.
The tent was re-erected in our back yard and became the unofficial club house for all the neighborhood kids.
Queen Colleen
Should I say more room for me? Naw, one family doesn't help much.TEXAS!!! Hated everyplace we went there !!

TEXAS!!! Hated everyplace we went there !!
I wish more people felt that way. Austin is bursting at the seams these days. Wish they would all go home.TEXAS!!! Hated everyplace we went there !!
Why? It is on my list of states to visit...
Just didn't care for it- we went to San Antonio and was less than impressed- Riverwalk was ok for a couple hours but that was about it- and every street we went down there were these young men all dressed up shoving petitions in our face to try to get us to sign about the war on the "traditional American family" -" are you aware homosexuals can marry"-- my daughter turns around and says "yes and its about damn time!" in Dallas it changed to "are you aware that they let homosexuals adopt children" to get us to sign their petitions- I swear it felt like we time warped back 50 years in Texas. Houston we weren't impressed with and Dallas was just ehhh- the bbq place we went to was good in Dallas LOL- but we wouldn't go back again to Texas. We were mostly turned off by the small minded thinking I guess.
I guess if I ever make it there I will have to keep my religion (or lack thereof) and politics out of it!Wow that would be annoying! It may be fun to laugh at them a few times thoughI guess if I ever make it there I will have to keep my religion (or lack thereof) and politics out of it!
Just visit Austin. You won't encounter any of that here.Wow that would be annoying! It may be fun to laugh at them a few times thoughI guess if I ever make it there I will have to keep my religion (or lack thereof) and politics out of it!
I've lived in Texas my whole life and never had an encounter like that. Then again, we never talk to anyone handing out literature of any kind.Just didn't care for it- we went to San Antonio and was less than impressed- Riverwalk was ok for a couple hours but that was about it- and every street we went down there were these young men all dressed up shoving petitions in our face to try to get us to sign about the war on the "traditional American family" -" are you aware homosexuals can marry"-- my daughter turns around and says "yes and its about damn time!" in Dallas it changed to "are you aware that they let homosexuals adopt children" to get us to sign their petitions- I swear it felt like we time warped back 50 years in Texas. Houston we weren't impressed with and Dallas was just ehhh- the bbq place we went to was good in Dallas LOL- but we wouldn't go back again to Texas. We were mostly turned off by the small minded thinking I guess.
SorryI would quite happily swap out snakes for some chipmunks, have never seen a chipmunk before.
You do get used to having to be aware of the snakes and the possibility of stepping on one. We keep an old broom handle at the back door, for when we have to venture into the yard....is my weapon of choice....lol....my daughter loves the little blighters I can't stand them.
I wouldn't go out of my way to eliminate them as that is a surefire way of getting bitten, I have seen neighbours swerve off the road to deliberately run them over though.San Antonio is almost always ridiculously crowded too. I guess that they're making plenty of money but it's definitely harder to get around or find places to eat that aren't jammed.I wish more people felt that way. Austin is bursting at the seams these days. Wish they would all go home.
I've never been approached by anyone like that. Lucky I guess.I've lived in Texas my whole life and never had an encounter like that. Then again, we never talk to anyone handing out literature of any kind.
Both brown and tiger snakes are a protected species in Victoria - except on my propertyI wouldn't go out of my way to eliminate them as that is a surefire way of getting bitten, I have seen neighbours swerve off the road to deliberately run them over though.