RV Mutant GC 1.2 Report
Well, it's been a few weeks since we got back from the Grand Curiosity at Catherine's Landing. The short story, we had fantastic time, met a lot of really nice, diverse and very interesting people, ate a lot of bacon, drank an awful lot of beer & in general just ran amuck in the campground. We also got destroyed by racquetball sized hail, and saw the best in everyone come out as all pitched in to one extent or another to help each other out.
Some more details if you're not bored already. It was an un-eventful drive down (and back) and Harvey ran perfectly. We got to the campground a day early and were greeted by Steve & Annie and Dave & Nola. They pretty much ran the event and invested a lot of their time and some money to make it all happen. It's what I would aspire to if I can ever retire - complete dedication to partying.
The other attendants came in pretty much the next day and the festivities were on.
Our dogs were a big hit, not only because they are so friendly, but they were so jazzed that they spent most of the time there dragging me around the campground. A few thought that this was hysterical. They also got a few chances to go swimming in Lake Catherine. I was also pleasantly surprised at how well received my beer was. The Czech Pilsner was a huge hit, as well as the dozen test bottles of Chocolate Peanut Butter Stout that I had just finished and didn't have a chance to age. I brought enough of everything to have 2 six packs to donate for the silent auction. And yes, they did get bid up.
Besides the camaraderie, there was prodigious amounts of food; great food. Everyone brought out their specialties for the group dinners and there was even a crepes breakfast sponsored by Ed & Jackie that they were kind enough to do again for us the next morning as we overslept. And there were lots of stories and ribbing going on at the nightly campfire, sponsored by Tim and all of the trees on his property.
The only real downside to the event was the severe hailstorm that decided to visit Sunday night. In a moment it went from the typical pellet sized hail that I am used to into racquet ball sized bombshells that destroyed everyone's cars, slide toppers, awnings, vent covers, A/C covers and even a few windshields. As soon as it stopped, everyone was outside assessing the damage and helping out. It was the only downside to what was a great time, but the silver lining was that we got to see the true nature of our iRV2 friends, and it was something special indeed.
It seemed like we had activities all the time, and the week went way too fast. All of a sudden we were at the closing ceremonies saying good-bye. I know that we will all fall back into our own lives very quickly, but this is certainly a group of people that I want to stay in touch with.
Some more details if you're not bored already. It was an un-eventful drive down (and back) and Harvey ran perfectly. We got to the campground a day early and were greeted by Steve & Annie and Dave & Nola. They pretty much ran the event and invested a lot of their time and some money to make it all happen. It's what I would aspire to if I can ever retire - complete dedication to partying.
The other attendants came in pretty much the next day and the festivities were on.Our dogs were a big hit, not only because they are so friendly, but they were so jazzed that they spent most of the time there dragging me around the campground. A few thought that this was hysterical. They also got a few chances to go swimming in Lake Catherine. I was also pleasantly surprised at how well received my beer was. The Czech Pilsner was a huge hit, as well as the dozen test bottles of Chocolate Peanut Butter Stout that I had just finished and didn't have a chance to age. I brought enough of everything to have 2 six packs to donate for the silent auction. And yes, they did get bid up.
Besides the camaraderie, there was prodigious amounts of food; great food. Everyone brought out their specialties for the group dinners and there was even a crepes breakfast sponsored by Ed & Jackie that they were kind enough to do again for us the next morning as we overslept. And there were lots of stories and ribbing going on at the nightly campfire, sponsored by Tim and all of the trees on his property.
The only real downside to the event was the severe hailstorm that decided to visit Sunday night. In a moment it went from the typical pellet sized hail that I am used to into racquet ball sized bombshells that destroyed everyone's cars, slide toppers, awnings, vent covers, A/C covers and even a few windshields. As soon as it stopped, everyone was outside assessing the damage and helping out. It was the only downside to what was a great time, but the silver lining was that we got to see the true nature of our iRV2 friends, and it was something special indeed.
It seemed like we had activities all the time, and the week went way too fast. All of a sudden we were at the closing ceremonies saying good-bye. I know that we will all fall back into our own lives very quickly, but this is certainly a group of people that I want to stay in touch with.
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