I was wandering around Burro Bridge, thinking how lucky I was, when the boss (Mary Lee) drove up and said that I needed to move to another campground. OK.
Well, no photos yet. I was told that the new campground was a bit bigger (yes, 80 acres, 65 campsites, 22 bathrooms compared to Burro Bridge’s 6 sites and 3 bathrooms). This supposedly will last only until Sept 15th. One of the previous workers did something semi-illegal and the other host had a family emergency. So now its just me trying to figure things out with a half day of training.
I would show you pictures, but haven’t taken any, yet. I am running around like a chicken with her head cut off.
I have two golf carts that help the running around, but I am still exhausted every night. I get up at 5 am, have coffee, then clean bathrooms. Then empty fire pits and weed-eat the weeds. Then check people in. Then open up the dump station and charge people to dump their waste, while they complain vociferously about the $10 fee. I climb into the bed of the truck at 9 pm, even too tired to read.
I will tell more when I get a rhythm going. At this point all is confusing and overwhelming (electrical connections and faulty GFIs?, breakers that don’t work, composting toilets, water mains, different accounting procedures, reservations and no shows, etc.). The weather down here is hot (~90’s in the day, 50’s at night) and very windy.
This is a good experience … to show me that a large campground is not for me. A campground this size needs 2-3 people to run. This one has had 2-3 people. Now just me. And the Labor day weekend is arriving and the campground is scheduled to be full. And a camper just told me that it doesn’t close until the 28th. Aggh.