May 25, 2012

May 25, 2012

We moved from our camping spot with electricity to a place in the dry camping area.  When we parked at the new site before noon there were no other campers around.  

By dinnertime there were a dozen or more tents in the area with fires in most of the fire rings.  We were the only ones with an RV.  Bill said he was certainly glad we weren’t sleeping in a tent.  Me too!

Bill used my computer to write a message for the Internet.  I told him we could copy and paste it in gmail and would he like to do it.  He said,  “No, the only thing I know how to do is make a paper airplane out of it and throw it.”  He is still somewhat computer challenged, eh?

We decided not to go tromping around the back roads looking for caches.  So now the question of the day is...where did Bill’s sixth tick come from?  Once again it was just walking up his leg.  Nevertheless, the score is now 13-6.  He’s catching up with me, but he doesn’t seem very excited at the prospect.