So we arrived here in Mancos CO area on the 23d, and the next day we took it easy and hung around, and on the 25th we got up and went into the local community to grab some geocaches, do some laundry, and buy some groceries. When we got back however, the Clampetts had moved in. (a reference to the Beverly Hillbillies, look it up.)
I WAS LIVID!
We were in the San Juan National Forest (1.8 million acres) and these fucking assholes parked their rundown 1906 diesel motorhome and their 18 dirty kids like 20 feet from my camper. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!? Go somewhere else, there are 2,936 square miles of other places to camp and you park so close I can smell your stench?!?
I WAS LIVID!!! (can you tell?)
So this morning Tira and I got up early and left to look for a new campsite. On the way we picked up a couple of geocaches and that took my mind off the idiots, a little. Eventually we returned home, packed up, hooked up, and left. Oh my goodness I was so furious, just incredible, why they thought that was ok I have no idea. In fact last night the homeless father of a dozen or so was out there cussing at his motorhome because he couldn’t get the generator to run. We were relieved (NOT!) when at 9:30PM he finally got it running and then they all had lights (and TV and radio and of course the loud ass diesel generator 20′ from our camp trailer). When I went to bed at 11:30 it was still running…. but I digress.
Short story we moved to this spot.
