The Return

This weekend we returned to the location of our first "real" camping trip -- Seminole State Park in Donalsonville, GA.  We just wanted a restful weekend in a peaceful location which this is.  I had a Halloween event at work Thursday night and went to work at 6:00 that morning and was on my feet until 8:00 that night.  I was in charge of food and I had a lot of good help getting things ready.  We had chili, hot dogs, peanuts, popcorn, soft drinks and plenty of candy.  Bubba came at 4:30 and helped us serve so we were both exhausted by the end of the evening.  We just wanted to go somewhere and take it easy.  I was able to take off work at lunch the next day and we were on our way.

Before we left home, I asked Bubba if he wanted to use the GPS or print directions before we left from the computer.  He agreed to use the GPS.  Somewhere along Highway 69, the thing told us to turn right in a few miles.  Bubba didn't think that was right, but that was all the directions we had.  (This park is not easy to find.)  He thought we should switch from the "fastest route" to the "shortest route".  We did and for a while he thought the directions were "feeling right".  Then in the middle of nowhere, we were directed to turn right onto a little dirt road!  We continued on and every now and then we were instructed to turn right and it would be a little dirt road with a gate across it.  Finally we had made a complete circle that took about an hour and we were back at Highway 90.  At that point, I switched the GPS back to the "fastest route" and we followed the directions exactly.  We arrived at the park 3 1/2 hours after leaving home.  I don't like to point fingers, but Bubba definitely has problems placing his confidence in anything electronic.  My problem is that sometimes I listen to him when I shouldn't.  Needless to say, by the time we got checked in and parked at our lakeside site,  the festivities of the night before and the length and uncertainty of our trip to our destination left us a little worn out.  We fixed spaghetti and meat sauce  quickly for our supper, got our showers, and were ready for bed in no time.  We both read for a while and fell asleep easily.
This was a beautiful site and Bubba backed right in there.  He is getting better and better with maneuvering the trailer into tight spots.

The Canadian geese were everywhere!
We woke up Saturday morning to the sound of the wind and the sound of motors running on the lake.  This was the weekend of a Bass Fishing Tournament on Lake Seminole.  We watched approximately 50 bass boats with their running lights on heading out for a day of fishing.  It looked like a parade. It was so windy and turning cold.  Bass fisherman are sure dedicated!


After watching the Bass Tournament from our nice warm bed while we drank coffee and hot chocolate, we got up and fixed pancakes and sausage for breakfast.  Then we played Scrabble.

Bubba beat me by over 100 points!  I don't understand how that can happen.  I'm the speller in the family. I'll be ruthless next time.  There is no way he can do that two times in a row.


We went into Bainbridge and looked around in WalMart some.  We bought a Georgia map and an atlas.  I guess you know why.


Supper was grilled chicken, baked beans and cole slaw.  We had s'mores for dessert; however, it was too windy to sit by a fire so we cooked them on the grill.  We overcooked them but they were still good.
Sunday morning, we watched the boats go out again.  It wasn't windy, but it was sure cold.  (A more dedicated blogger would have taken a picture.)  We had ham, eggs, and grits for breakfast.  Then we put things in order and headed home.  Once again we had a good time just taking it easy and enjoying each other's company.