I’ll try not to go all negative here. I’ll also try not to rant and rave and get up on my soap box.
I used to like people and I used to like the atmosphere at a campground. Don’t get me wrong. We get some great campers here at the Pines Campground. We’ve met some of the nicest folks. They have been great, conscientious neighbors. We’ve been commended on how we run the camp and how clean everything is. Unfortunately, they’ve been the minority.
We get a slew of people that can’t or won’t read a sign. If they do read the rules, it’s like they’re are going down the list breaking each one. We do our best to keep it nice and quiet for our campers who come here specifically for the peace and quiet. And I can tell you, it can be a 24 hour a day job sometimes.
I have been coming to these camps in this area literally my whole life and it was always a rare occasion to see a camp host having to enforce an obvious, common sense rule. It should be as simple as being a good neighbor and not trashing nature.
I don’t know what is happening to people but so many just do not care about anything but their own selfish agenda. What started out as a way to spend the summer in a place we love and stretch our dollar a bit, has turned into one of the most frustrating, stressful times for me that I can remember.
My plan was to finish my 2nd novel’s first draft here and have it published by the end of the year. But between collecting fees that folks try to avoid paying, making people park in appropriate locations, and telling people that their music shouldn’t be able to be heard by folks in the next county; and let’s not forget the ones who think their children should be able roam and run through everyone else’s camp site all day and all night, we have time for nothing else.
I always try to keep this blog positive, but my poor wife is sick of listening to me gripe. So, my readers are the lucky ones today. Speaking of my dear spouse, she is such a better person than I could ever be. If it weren’t for her, I’d have hitched up the house and moved out to middle of nowhere by now, leaving this camp high and dry with no host long ago. So, I reluctantly agreed to try and stay to the end of our obligation.
Even though we are not yet at the point of covering all our living expenses from my writing and her photography, I vow to not take a job that gets in the way of our dreams again. Though these workamp jobs do stretch a dollar, I have to wonder where we’d be with our respective crafts if we hadn’t taken temporary jobs along the way that inevitably delayed what might await us. Did they really stretch a dollar?
The bottom line is I have stories to tell that many folks will find entertaining. Many of those folks have, and will be willing in the future, to pay a small fee to read these stories. I believed this from the beginning. Sharon has seen and captured many images through her camera lens that no one else would’ve seen or thought to capture the way she has. And, her images are only getting more beautiful and more interesting the longer she pursues them. There are also many people out there that are willing to compensate her to own copies of those images. That has already been proven.
Don’t waste your time doing things that are only delaying your success.