Beth and I went camping over last weekend. This was intended to be our first camping trip just us together, solo. No family or anything. Remember back when we found the Mitchell Persimmon Festival by accident a few years back (more than a few, see 9/18/2011)? Well I thought, we should go do that festival again! So we made plans to go camping at Spring Mill State Park. Now, one of the big attractions of the Persimmon Festival is the candlelight tour of the pioneer village, which is on the Saturday at the start of the festival, so I made a reservation to be there onsite so we could go to that, which unfortunately is a big enough draw that there were very limited sites available for Friday and Saturday, so I had to reserve one in the woods and then make a different reservation elsewhere for the rest of the week. Remember back when we got to the park and couldn't get the camper set up because the site was so steep (See 7/27/2014)? Well, I think we got the exact same site again this time, and we still couldn't get it set up. I took Friday off so we could arrive in the daylight with plenty of time to set up and cook dinner, but we spent a few hours trying everything to get set up (in the end, leveling the camper meant the back end was too close to the ground to turn the crank to raise the roof) including nearly getting the truck/camper stuck sideways in the next site over before giving up and asking if there were any cancellations we could switch sites to. Luckily, there was one that we could move to for two nights. By the time we got things set up there, it was dark and late so we went out for pizza in town. Saturday we went looking for a cool and unique coffee shop nearby. There was one in Bedford that we found that had what turned out to be some of the WORST coffee drinks either one of us have ever had. Oooh, it tasted like dirty dishwater or something. Bad. Awful. Yuck. So we dumped both of them after a sip and found a Starbucks. Then we went to Bluespring Caverns (where the cave tour is on a boat) and an apple orchard / farm market, did some grocery shopping, and as it turned out, I thought Beth really wanted to see the candlelight tour and she thought I really did, and neither one of us wanted to that much...so we skipped it, and made cucumber salsa. Sunday it looked like rain, so we were hoping the get moved out of the site we were on and onto the new one as soon as possible, and the people in the new site just would. not. leave. They were packed up and ready to go for hours before they finally pulled out, and we dashed over there and set up as fast as possible, but by that time it was already raining. So we set it all up in the rain. We also found a really cool restaurant in Bedford for lunch called the Rusty Gator, which had an eclectic menu of cajun fusion. We had some awesome cajun potato skins. The park was pretty much empty when we got back to the site after lunch and we just hung out and napped for the afternoon. Monday morning I went on a hike. The state parks have these challenge hikes, I did one at Clifty Falls a couple months ago so I wanted to do the Spring Mill one, which was just 'hike all the trails.' I figured it would take around 3 hours, and go for around 11 miles. I planned the route on the park map and had everything all set. I headed out at first light and went on the most amazing, incredible, fantastic hike ever. Through karst forest, old growth woods, pioneer village, caves, lakes, dams, stairs, rivers, gorges, canyons, and about 14 miles and 4.5 hours start to finish. As I walked into the campground I saw Beth coming the other way, mad at me for scaring her because I was gone for so much longer than I said I would be. She was really worried. Seems what I told her was overly ambitious, pace-wise. The rain started while we were in town getting lunch with persimmon pudding at a church in town, and it rained a lot of the day. We checked out the festival activities when it wasn't raining Storms overnight and the next day. We drove to French Lick just to see what's what there on Tuesday and looked at the arts and crafts exhibitions, and on Wednesday we packed up and headed home. It was a good campout overall and we had fun, but Beth's back was really hurting after sleeping on the camper bed and it was so wet all week. Second wettest campout we've been on, I think, after Clifty Falls this summer. But we still love the park, even though Beth said at one point "I HATE this camper." I think our time with it may be drawing to an end.
Meanwhile, while we were gone, Natalie had some work days at Starbucks, including having to get to work at 4:00 am one day (Mary Jane picked her up and drove her there). We left her some cash to get food while we were gone and she seemed to do all right. Poor Churro had to be in a cage for 8 solid hours when she worked 4-12 that time. She also worked an early shift Saturday after we got back, from 4-8, after which Beth came back and went back to bed and Churro shrieked the *entire* 4 hours she was gone.
We decided to have a chill weekend after the camping trip. The most we did was search the town for jars for soup season. Yep, that's starting up again.