Because we are right on the Mississippi at Tompson Causeway, and this campground is pretty low. Actually, the forecast for the rest of the weekend doesn't include any precipitation so we'll hope they're right. But when we arrived yesterday, the site we had reserved had its own water feature, so we found the host and luckily there were several other sites available. The first one we tried would have precluded opening the big slide so we moved again and are now snugged in.
Our camping group had planned a taco salad bar for supper last night and it was a huge success. Letha fixed the taco shells before coming and everyone contributed the fixings. It was delicious, followed by a triple berry dessert.
After supper, the heat and humidity made a campfire unappealing and we had not finished solving the problems of the world when the mosquitoes and other pests attacked with a vengeance. We threw up the white flag and retreated to our campers by 8:30. This turned out to be none too soon--within a half-hour, it sound like one hundred raccoons were tap dancing on our roof, as another round of showers swept through. But nice today, right? Right?
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