I loved my week at Whitewater Creek Park. I was so glad to have a week off from work so that I could extend my originally intended two or three days to eight. I’m writing this from my lakeview site at Dames Ferry Campground, about which I just posted a blog, and at which I also extended my stay.
One of the neat things about traveling is variety. These parks are quite different, but not in ways that make one better than the other. Staying at them in the same month does invite comparison, though, so I’ll indulge that temptation after I tell you more about Whitewater.
This is part of the campground from the fishing pier. My neighbors had lines in the water all the time!
I got to have a campfire.
Every morning, Ranger, the superintendent’s dog, would come greet me and get petted. He’s a sweetie – given time, he could probably have made a dog-person of me.
A storm went through the area while I was there. The predictions were for rain, hail, sleet, and high winds. I’ve had my fill of high winds, so I rolled up my awning, put everything away in the bays, and helped my neighbors batten down their hatches. We lucked out: all we got was rain. LOTS of rain, but not even any wind at all. I heard they got more serious weather not far away, but it missed us.