Thursday, August 4, 2011

Finally found a campground!

You would think that being a full-time camper with lots of resources and memberships for nationwide camping discount parks at our fingertips would be easy to find a campground. Not so. I start looking for our next stop the first day of sitting down here on Monday. I have searched, called, sent emails, and just got very stressed to find our next home. Our intent is to move farther north - try to get as close to International Falls on the border of Canada as we could. No luck. We found out that a number Winter Texans are up here for the summer and then they return to where ever in Texas starting in September. Easy ride for them - straight up and down Interstate 35 which goes from Duluth to San Antonio. How perfect is that? These folks have locked up many campgrounds. Doesn't leave alot left for us transients. We even met a woman who waited on us in McAllen, Texas last winter - she works 6 months in the Camping World in Minneapolis and 6 months in the Camping World in McAllen. Small world. Finally secured our next two sites and tomorrow we are moving about 75 miles north to an Ojibwa casino for the weekend. Then on Sunday we move to Grand Rapids (no, not Michigan) which is about another 120 miles further northeast for about 12 days. We will use that base to see International Falls, Duluth, 3M company, Lake Superior lighthouses and what ever else is interesting, mining and fur trading history stuff.

The campground we are currently staying at is a bit strange. There is a 'Noah's Ark' area right across from the dirt roadway that has animals. Wooly sheep, lots of goats, roosters and chickens, llama, geese, horse, 2 ostrichs, lots of birds and who knows what else. Children love it. Our cats love it - they constantly stare out the window at the goings-on. I think Chip was flabergasted when he saw the ostrich for the first time - never took his eyes off it for minutes. And there is a huge lake (Ham Lake) right at the end of our campground. On the other side of us is a man-made pond and every day two Sand Hill Cranes come and visit. Dave is desperately trying to get pictures of them before we go. These are big birds - a bit smaller than the Whooping Cranes we saw last winter in Texas. Also, we hear the loons calling and I really want to see them when we get farther north.

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