After much discussion about how we were going to split dog-sitting duty, and a little trepidation on my part, we packed up the trailer again and headed to NY for Stafford's family reunion. His family reunion consisted of meeting his brother and father at a motorcross race in Unadilla, NY. All three of them had ridden off-road motorcycles growing up, and his brother thought this would be a fun event to see as a family. I have to say, it was super cool. Stafford noted that it was stinky and loud, but very cool to see those guys flying over hills on their motorcycles. As soon as I figure out how to upload photos and video, I'll attach them.
First stop, Coloma, Michigan near Benton Harbor. I thought we were in St. Joseph, but I think it was actually Coloma. Anywho, the campsite, KOA Coloma St. Joseph, was pull-thru again-love that! And the sites were shady, though a bit sandy, which made the trailer floor icky real fast. Perhaps we should invest in a floor mat for wiping off feet before entering. That's the thing about the trailer. Each trip reveals another thing, a gadget, a widget, or a something-or-other that we could use to make the RV more comfortable. Sigh.
We're in Coloma, MI, or as Staff calls it "Colonic." It's a tiny town with a DQ that closes very early, which is why he deems the town such a terrible place. But truthfully, it's a lovely place. The Michigan beaches, we have found, are nothing like the Lake Michigan beaches in WI. They are endless with soft sand and picturesque dune-y shorelines. We were able to tie up samoyeds in the shade right on the beach. They are always an attraction for strangers, and everywhere we go, someone has a story to tell us about someone they know or work with who has a samoyed. The natural beauty of the Michigan shoreline reminds me of Door County, only without all the money. Maybe a tiny bit of Deliverance-esque feel, as well.
The RV world is a hoot. I'm loving this decision to buy a trailer. It was tricky at first and required some getting to use to for us and samoyeds, but now it's just fun. I reminded Staff that we used to have such disdain for those behemoth RVs and RV campgrounds, us with our wee tent and desire to rough it in the wilderness. Staff said in his usual deadpan, "I still do. I hate myself." Well, the evidence says otherwise. We're fitting in just fine here, exchanging tips with other campers and whatnot. And, one cannot complete a trip in the RV without at least one shout-out, "shitter's full!"
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Oh, and doggies were with us the whole time tied to trees in the shade while we swam. No attempts at leaving them alone in the trailer this time. We all hung out together, and that was just fine.
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