Well, wouldn't you know, but Ron was able to come a few days early and as he pulled into the campground after a 7 hour drive, the folks next to me were pulling away, and so he quickly grabbed their ideal site perched high above the water and asked his brother to drive in with his RV and pontoon boat, if he could, the next day.
And so the next afternoon they set up their portable lake home and its surrounds, including a large screened room to enclose their picnic table, a charcoal grill, a pancake griddle, refrigerators, fishing coolers, chairs, and who knows what more! They have this "camping thing" down and have turned what could be a hardship for some into their palace for the next eleven days.
We decided to have dinner together that night to celebrate their arrival and my departure the next day. They grilled chicken breasts and made a baked bean dish with a special recipe while I set the picnic table at my campsite with napkins and plates and put the potatoes and green beans on my stove to boil.
It was hot and humid while I was cooking and so I walked down the trail to the water's edge to try to take in the breeze. That's when I saw great dark clouds closing in over the water and as I prayed them away, I ran back up to my site while large wet drops of rain began to fall.
Splish. Splash. Splot.
And I thought, "Oh no!"
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