The campground on Hunting Island makes a really good first impression . . . hundreds of live oaks and palm trees. That is until you roll down the window or step outside! On Sunday when we pulled in, we encountered a long check in line, so naturally our folks were hopping out to snap more photos. (You'd think they would have enough by now, but nooooooo. )
At first I didn't think the no-seeums were too bad, but then Aunt Becky started rolling all the windows back up!! Momma Sharon normally isn't a bug magnet, but I got tickled at her swatting them left and right and I gotta tell you, they got me situated in site 94 in record time! The screen room also went up in a flash and out came the citronella candles too. Rich and Sue even put up their gi-normous tent! It wasn't long before the scent of bug spray was in the air.
I wasn't so sure that Momma Sharon was going to like Hunting Island, but as the days progressed, she liked it more and more. I believe that was in direct proportion with the bugs being less and less. Tiny Home's Momma Susan told us that the critters are at their worst the last two weeks of October and the first two weeks of November. Hmmmmmm . . . something to consider next time we plan a visit.
That's it for today. Just a teenie weenie little Story for you on this November day. Thanks again for dropping by! Until Tuesday, always remember . . .
"Peace, Love, Camping & Bug Spray"