You just never know what might pop out of my mouth at any given moment. I might be talking about my Indian Ringneck, or Full Time RVing. Maybe I'll be talking about the path to happiness or griping about the state of healthcare or maybe about chronic illness. I have lots to say and sometimes I'm just plain RANDOM.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Campground take two & three


About a month after moving to the long term section events took place that forced us to leave. Kyle moved out. Jessie took a bus to be with her mother in Arizona. John, Johnny and I moved out of the park. These were extremely personal events and events that involved other people within the park so I will keep this out of my writings. Enough to say that "everything happens for a reason" and I though I regret the events I now understand some of their purpose.

So we needed to leave fair harbor but I was not yet ready to leave Perry. I had made some very good friends in the area. John was seeing a doctor that he liked. And frankly we didn't have the money to go very far.

I found a campground just down the road that was quiet and secluded. We called and reserved a spot and within a few days we were there.

Crossroads RV Park in Perry Georgia is a nice quiet little park. They have a playground and a pool. There were other full timers there with kids, so Johnny made friends very quickly. The price was the same as Fair Harbor and even though the campground didn't offer wifi I could get it free from a nearby hotel at our lot. So things were still very ok.


The other nice thing about this little campground is that it was much closer to the stores. I could walk to a convenience store in a matter of minutes and Walmart was only a few miles up the road.

We again settled in. We tried to stay a little more to ourselves in this campground so not to get into another bad situation. I became more protective of Johnny, again. Johnny couldn't ride his bike anymore anyway because he had ridden it so much at Fair Harbor that he had finally broken it.

Johnny went out to play with his new friends daily. They would play basketball, play on the playground, or play at the mini-golf course that was on the grounds as well.

After about 2 weeks in the campground I began to realize that it was not going to be long before my disability would not be enough to support us for much longer. I discussed it with John and Johnny both and we all decided that it was time to start seriously looking for a workamping position.

So I created a website as a resume for our family. I posted our interest on a workamper bulletin board and I began looking through ads.

Within 5 days we had 8 offers. We had decided that we wanted to start traveling west so that narrowed it down a bit. Of the offers westward our best offer came from a campground in Oklahoma. The offer was to work 13 - 15 hours a week cleaning cabins for free rent and hookups as well as laundry.

I called the campground and spoke with the owner and we decided that this was the opportunity we wanted to take. We waited until our time was up at the campground we were at and then pack up and headed down the road for Oklahoma.

So we  headed down the road to Oklahoma. None of us had ever really been west of the Mississippi River and so for us this was an exciting adventure.


We did the trip so quickly that we never really saw much because most of the trip was at night. Tunica MS was so very pretty though. All the light from the casinos were very interesting.


When we arrived in Oklahoma the owners were all right there at the office and the first thing said to us was "Welcome Home". It felt like home. It felt comfortable.


The campground "Big Ceder RV" was way out in the middle of nowhere. It's about 30 miles to the nearest big store in any direction. It was surrounded by mountains like I had never really seen before. I was completely awestruck by the different animal life that was in this area. I even got to see a roadrunner one day on the way to the store.


Johnny, our son, made some new friends too. The kids in Oklahoma, or at least this area of it, were so well behaved and respectful that I trusted them. Johnny went swimming with his new friends one day and they told him to stay with the group because there were fish in the river that would eat him. He and I both thought they were joking until the campground owner told me to look up Gar. They are some scary looking fish let me tell you. 

Our job here at the campground was simply to clean cabins after the people renting them had left. This took about 15 hours a week and for that we got our rent for free. Of course what we didn't know was that originally we were simply there to do the laundry from the cabins but the other work campers health began getting worse so we took over the cabins too. Then we were asked to take over cleaning the bathhouse and the laundry room as well. Which we did without issue and with no further compensation, a mistake I believe.

After a few months we were told we were no longer to be needed. The original deal was that even when things slowed down over the winter we would be staying for free and that was now changed.

However, due to concern for the owner who had just had heart surgery, we didn't put up a stink. We simply left and headed for our friends house in Massachusetts.

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