What a week! The big adventure has kicked off in earnest, this is actually two posts in one since I didn’t have internet access until now. This part covers the weekend at Indian Springs, and I’ll post up Monday through today tomorrow probably since I think the good people at the Starbucks I’m at may get upset if I’m here more than a couple hours.
9/14/12 – Friday
Well, it’s almost 8pm now and I’m all finished setting up! What Google said was suppose to be a 3 hour and 45 minute drive from Bluffton to here at Indian Springs State Park in Georgia actually ended up being more like four and a half hours towing the Casita – I’m not driving faster than 60 miles per hour because that’s the maximum speed my trailer’s tires are rated for. But that doesn’t bother me in the slightest, because now I’m here and any worry I may have had about it not being a good place to spend the weekend has been laid to rest. The drive was uneventful, clear skies and traffic was light.
When I arrived the park ranger told me to drive around and pick a site, then write the site number down on my slip. I’m in site 46, it’s neighboring sites are a bit farther away and was it was easy to back into. The cost is $28 a night for a site with electric and water hook ups, a bit more than I think I’ll want to be paying in the long run, but this part of the trip is suppose to be like a little vacation. As you can see the sites are gravel, all the ones rated for 40′ rigs like this one are quite level, the ones rated for 25′ rigs tend to be at a 90 degree angle to the road and a bit less even so I avoided those since my backing up abilities are still shaky.
During the two hours it has taken me to get everything set up, RVs have been rolling in for the weekend. When I arrived maybe ¼ of the sites were full, now probably 2/3 are. Julie should be getting off work any time now, she’ll be driving out in her car to meet me here late tonight, one last going away party before she drives back to Bluffton Monday morning and I turn Bertha northward.
I’ve already done a preliminary walk around the camping area. As it turns out there is a lake here in the camping area too. It’s on the other loop, but none of the sites are directly on it so I don’t feel bad having chosen the loop I’m in. I still snapped a couple pictures, it’s quite pretty. I’ve been taking video too, started this morning as I was leaving and have been taking little clips here and there. I’ll put them up on the blog at some point, not quite sure how to organize them yet but I’ll figure it out. Time to take a shower and eat something!
9/16/12 – Sunday
Indian Springs was definitely a good choice. Julie arrived at about 1:30 in the morning yesterday, we crashed as soon as she got here pretty much. Then after sleeping in we got up and walked around the park. The water level is low here, like in so many places in the US right now due to drought – but that meant that these falls were dry enough to walk on. Water trickled through the dam from the lake farther up stream then lazily makes its way down to this rocky bed, full of steps. The actual spring that the park is named for is located near this area too and park visitors are free to drink from it, but it smelled sulfuric and rather off-putting so I didn’t try.
After that, we got firewood available at the camp host’s site ($5 for 10 logs) and got back in the car to try the nature trail located near the entrance to the park. At some point we took a wrong turn and got a little off the marked trail, but that’s okay because it took us down to a stream meandering through the woods.
After getting back from that, it was campfire time! I’m a bit ashamed to admit it, but I’m rubbish at fire starting. We gathered small and medium sized sticks in addition to the newspaper I had to get the fire going, and still almost failed. It was pretty touchy there for a while, but eventually we were rewarded with coals fit to cook hotdogs and marshmallows over for dinner, camp fires are one of my favorite parts of camping.
Today was a hiking day. Dauset Trails is a privately owned nature complex located between Big Falls and Indian Springs parks and hosts several miles of free hiking and biking trails in addition to the animal complex that you need to pay to get into. Indeed when we arrived at the trails we saw numerous parties of serious looking bikers getting their expensive looking mountain bikes ready to go and we felt a little under dressed for the occasion with our capris and tee shirts.
We probably walked 3-4 miles or so, crisscrossing over several trails and trying not to melt as the sun climbed higher in the sky. It briefly sprinkled during the hike, it felt great. I got the weather.com app for my iphone on Friday and it came in handy, showing me that indeed the rain wasn’t going to get bad enough to warrant cutting the trip short.
Now we’re back at the campsite and preparing for a fire again. We drove to nearby Jackson to pick up fire starting logs, it was $4 for a pack of 4 of them, we’ll see how it goes. Julie also gave me a going away present – a George Foreman grill! The little one, that is perfect Casita sized. I’m looking forward to easier chicken cooking on the road.
I haven’t had time to think up a rating system for the places I stay at, and I may never. But overall I give Indian Springs a thumbs up for any of you out there who are looking for a nice place to stay in central Georgia. Tomorrow the next leg of my journey begins, the trip up to South Dakota. Stay tuned…
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