Saturday, August 16, 2008

Holiday

We finally had a nice non-working weekend at the camp! We invited our potluck group (the taste buds) over for a wiener roast and s'mores smack down. There wasn't an official tasting, everyone just ended up sharing stuff. Nutella makes a good smore!



Here's the campsite in full use. The "S" family stayed in the old canvas tent while the "C&H" family set up their fancy pants high-faluting spring-pole free-standing nylon tent complete with doggy door in the back! :-) I tell ya, tying down tent stakes is a dying art, altho' a bit of rain did move through so we ended up staking down a tarp over the tent anyway.



First time visitors were impressed by the view and will be more impressed come next year after I spend the winter taking out a few select trees with my new Husqvarna chainsaw (VVRRRMRMMMM!!! gonna be neat!)



Probably the biggest thrill was a visit by the local pilated woodpecker. He made his usual monkey like call and then circled camp a few times. He then perched on the snag down at the bend in the driveway. Pretty rare bird but hopefully will make frequent stops at camp, we seem to be in the middle of his territory.



And after all had left and we'd finished cleaning up camp a group of eagles drifted over catching the thermals...really pretty neat.

A good time was had by all.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Did someone say holiday

Holiday in Cambodia - Dead Kennedys

So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear…
Brace yourself, my dear…

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son…
What you need, my son…

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot,
Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot...

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

Pol Pot!

Thu Sep 25, 12:41:00 PM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I would have gone with Tommy's Holiday Camp but whatever

Wed Oct 01, 05:54:00 PM PDT  

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