Topic: Traveling Minstrel
Jen and I just returned from a 10-day camping trip with our new travel trailer. I've probably spent over a thousand nights tent camping on remote ridges and river banks over the years but I've only stayed in a campground about a dozen times so it took a little getting used to the daily routine and nearness to other campers. We spent a couple days in a Tennessee state park, a week at Fort Pickens National Park campground at Pensacola beach and a couple more nights at a state park in northeast Alabama before returning home.
I took along a guitar and played around a fire most evenings. I was joined by a picker one night at Fort Pickens and we played for a couple hours but he was the only other guitar player I ran into during the trip. One evening I was playing alone at my fire when a golf cart pulled up near our site and stopped. I finished playing a song and looked up to see a park ranger sitting in the cart. I thought maybe it was past "quiet" time and she stopped to tell me to quit playing. Instead she complimented me and with a big smile said "THAT'S what camping is all about" before driving off. It made my day.