Mom was visiting with her sister and couldn’t see us out the window. Something scared us, most likely a big spider because that was a major threat as far as I was concerned. We jumped in the compartment and I slammed the door! Uh oh! It didn’t take me long to know we were in trouble.
I am not a camper. I don’t sleep in a tent, I don’t cook over fire, I don’t poop in the woods. But… I think I might like camping with electricity, a bed with sheets, a bathroom and hot water, you know glamping.
They are headed for Colorado. They have heard there is great trout in the mountain lakes. This is the furthest they have ever taken the boat but with three weeks stretching out in front of them they are READY.
I can imagine myself using this option to fill this little trailer with flowers and potting soil to plant the flower boxes in front and behind my little store. I think this wagon would look so cute filled with yellow and orange flowers and greenery and parked out front of my house or on the corner.