Weekend of Glamping...A Blast!

Back from Glamping y'all!!!! What a blast it was!This past weekend my good friend and sister, Mame, aka David Dust and I decided to go visit our returned friend, Wayne, and some other friends of ours to The Woods Campground. If you ever get the chance- go!!!! It is a inexpensive get- a- away, a fun time, many activities and theme nights, and the grounds are kept very clean, the staff is great and EVERYBODY is very friendly and engaging. The owners John Adams and Pat have created the most unique camping experience. You can rent cabins or campers that sleeps up to five people. I found a lot of boys just like to pitch tents!!!!! It is also clothing optional if you fancy. We had been looking forward to this trip for a while and it didn't disappoint. We had several dinners with about 8 to 9 of us one night, in which we had BBQ Pork chops, Grilled Chicken Breast, Hamburgers and all the sides and other fix ins, and as you can imagine there was much cock-a-tailing! Poor dear Mame was even passed out the first night by 9:30!!!!!! The poor thing. She had to be un-zipped and tucked in. That gave the Mistress time to have a close encounter of the third kind! We spent time by the pool, had some laughs at the camp fire, hoping the Mistress wouldn't re- create the Towering Inferno, had some nature walks, and some golf cart rides. Many nights would end at the clubhouse where dancing commenced, and then end in the hot tub to un-wind. Most mornings for me were terrible hang overs.

  My nap one day on the hammock, while hung over from the night before, looking up.

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Now our friend, and host, Gary has a beautiful site, with cabin and camper, which he has now added a beautifully enclosed deck around both. He also has a fire pit, a  hot tub, and a grilling area. The place which is named the Cock Crossing has running water, hot water and electric, and a full stocked bar and ice maker. So as you can see, it is indeed glamping, not camping. And the Cock Crossing is named because of his love for roosters, not the other, contrary to believe.

 

Loved the weather station there....... I thought it was pink most days myself.

Many trails are named. I stayed on Naked Way myself.

This muscle bear had me purrrrring all weekend.....

 

Love the Pennsylvania Dutch humor here on this camper...

The SKY vodka tree....

 

My pyrotech skills are still in tact ,as I built a campfire for Mame and I one night at Gary's site.....

 

Another way while at Gary's site to relax..... it was heaven.

While there, we do enjoy a good golf cart ride, which alot of the permanent campers seem to have. Here is Margarita, my host's golf cart!

Complete with stereo system and cock-a-tail holders. There were many rides off and on trails, and often there is a 2am golf cart tour, with up to 11 golf carts riding through camp, with tons of drunken queens hooting and hollering! And then we ate alot.I don't know why Mame worried about starving....there were plenty of these to cut and stir fry.....

 

As you can see, Mame didn't have much left of a scond bottle of Bacardi Limon ......

 

Another lovely summer trip....and my last for the season. I just hate when summer is over, but I have to admit look forward to the season change if I must. Tootles!