Sounds like a Jeopardy category, doesn’t it? “I’ll take Holiday Hodgepodge for $1000, Alex.” And the answer is . . . What is a Holiday Rambler, or is it ramblings?
The holiday weekend brings the Southern sportsman to Nickajack lake. Any mode of camping is fair game. They’re all here. From the pup tent to the diesel pusher. One big happy family.
A little rain has never stopped any Southerner from having a little fun. Every conceivable watercraft from inner-tube to pontoon boat is here for the party. Just pull what you have along side your rig. It is like a marina and campground all in one.
Shellmound was a favorite destination for Lulu and her dearly departed pack-mate, Maggie. Sometimes it seems she is still looking for her here.
Perhaps Maggie is who she is dreaming of. Let sleeping dogs lie.
Do I smell a whiff of ammonia? Please let this be an olfactory hallucination. I love my old Dometic and don’t want it to die at the young age of 50.
Happy Memorial Day, especially to those who serve our country. I have a number of friends that do. You are why we can fly our flag and enjoy the pleasures of freedom. To all of you, “thank you” can hardly express the gratitude you deserve. Sometimes words are inadequate.