Posts Tagged‘RV Park’

Southwest Harbor, ME

A weekend of solitude over on the Schoodic Peninsula side of Acadia National Park suited Jake and me excellently. Dexter, however, has different requirements for the sustainment of his happiness. And by different requirements, I mean he requires a pool. ‘Pool’ is nestled between ‘shelter’ and ‘food’ on the bottom rung of his personal Maslow’s Hierarchy. Honestly, it probably replaces ‘clothing’, but we insist he keep that need on his pyramid. (That’s being an adult, right?) Smugglers Den RV Park pool So, we shuffled over to Mount Desert Island, ME, home of the brunt of Acadia National Park – and…

Camden, ME

We came to Camden in search of a campground with a pool. Basic requirement of 10-year old life Apparently, pools are a basic need to sustain the life of a 10-year old in the summer months. Food, pool… occasionally water. Shelter is negotiable. We found a pool at Camden Hills Campground. We also found a lovely little gang of campground kids, who provided a great source of friendly fun for Dexter. So much so, that we decided to extend our stay – and do so in the worst campsite in the park – so that he could hang out with…

Boothbay, ME

A brewery with an RV park onsite. Genius. Boothbay Brewery & RV Park We made idiots of ourselves rolling into Boothbay Brewery & RV Park, having ignored the welcome email detailing that you should utilize the traffic circle to turn around and access the brewery’s road rather than making a 25-degree turn onto the road. We made the 25-degree turn, with an audience. Miraculously, we were successful and were soon snuggled into a site abutting the brewery’s outdoor beer garden area. Dyna, from the beer garden. After finishing up a Thursday afternoon of work-related tasks, we convinced Dexter yet again…

Old Orchard Beach, ME

Another location, another surprise beachside boardwalk area – this time, with a bonus amusement park. We splurged on a campsite at Hid’n Pines Family Campground, one of a slew of family-type resort campgrounds owned by the same company that dot the Old Orchard Beach area. The spot provided us the ability to pop into Portland for an evening where we met up with our friend Holly for dinner and a saunter about town. Hid’n Pines CampgroundDinner with Holly at DuckFat in PortlandA random horse chilling in downtown PortlandLucy’s new Portland built catnip lobster – a real hit!Old Orchard Beach, ME…

New Haven, CT

A beautiful sight appeared before us while traveling in our wheeled house from a camp spot near NYC to an RV park near New Haven, CT: a billboard for the PEZ Visitor’s center. The PEZ Visitor’s Center immediately became my pièce de résistance for the area. Yale? Yeah, whatever. A good portion of the residents of New Haven apparently hate the place anyways. (There was some interesting graffiti strewn about New Haven indicating some… tension.) PEZ Visitor’s Center? YES PLEASE. (There was no graffiti indicating a hatred for unfair labor and taxation practices of the PEZ Visitor’s Center.) PEZ Visitor’s…

Winchester, VA

We’re currently headed towards the Northeast for the summer. Winchester, Virginia happens to be on a route that could leave us in that general direction. In addition, Jake’s younger sister, Emily, attended college in Winchester, and while we’ve been to the city in brief spurts to visit with her or attend her graduation, we never spent time exploring the city. Candy Hill Campground We secured a spot at Candy Hill RV Park, where we greeted by a crew of cantankerous management, parked, and regretted not leaving the campground upon arrival for the next 5 days. While the campground is well…

Chattanooga, TN

I have a difficult time thinking of Chattanooga without the Chattanooga ChooChoo song invading my mind and then hanging around for hours on repeat. If you do not know this song, then I’m not going to recommend clicking that link. If you do, I am sorry that it is now on loop in your brain too. I know this song because I grew up with parents who dabbled in the world of antiques. Throughout my childhood years, I spent many many hours in antique stores. Some, my parents owned and operated. Others, they rented space to sell their treasures in.…

Greenville, SC

We’ve been meaning to check Greenville, SC out for a while. We’ve heard good things. But somehow we just kept tootling past the place. Not this time. This time we stopped. And stayed. For a week. In an ‘okay’ RV park, that was outside of the city, but as close as we could get. Ivy Acres RV Park Limited RV park options in the vicinity are one of the several reasons we hadn’t popped into the city before. On our inaugural trip to the little city, we felt the limitations that being a 15-minute drive into Greenville imposed. We often…

Pine Grove, PA

After spending the past several months pulled by the temptation, and concurrent need for creativity in participating in visits and fun time with family and friends, we headed South – intent on spending a few weeks in nowhere. Pennsylvania has large swaths of ‘nowhere’. Jake staked out a swath of nowhere that happened to promise trails and an hour’s proximity to a Wegmans. We found ourselves at an off-season RV Resort in Pine Grove, PA, where we stayed for two weeks. Two glorious, quiet, weeks dotted with morning runs and two trips to Wegmans. Twin Pines RV Resort, Pine Grove,…

Olean, NY

We spent an anxious two weeks in Olean, NY. We originally thought we’d spend just a few days, or possibly a week in the area, with the intention of spending a bit of time near Fred, Jake’s father figure. We got COVID tested pretty soon after arrival, and then planned to quarantine until results came back so that we could see Fred as safely as possible. He’s 86. A sunny day run through St.Bonaventure Cemetery But then life happened in the form of a funeral for Jake’s grandmother, and we decided that we would attend her graveside service. I didn’t…