Here at Golden Shore RV Resort, I definitely would not call this 'camping.' Also, the word 'resort' is used rather loosely, in my opinion, regardless of how nice it seems here. In the future, I can only hope that most of the places we go to that can handle a rig the size of ours will be more camp-like. After all, one does not usually see high-rise buildings from their campground.
We drove to Long Beach yesterday towing our tent trailer and delivered it to Rob's brother, Chip. We traveled with one pet, our bird Ollie. He did really well with all the bumps, bounces, sways and jiggles, but that poor, little bird was so pooped by the end of the trip (which was eight hours and a couple rest stops), he could barely keep his eyes open. Hopefully Ollie will develop his travel legs or we might have to plan on driving fewer hours in a day. I just don't know for sure.
At one stop along the way, there was a drainage gutter that ran through the parking lot. I was driving the Beast at the time and even though I slowed to drive across it, the jack on the tent trailer bottomed out and, as we found out later, it bent the pipe for the wheel mount used to raise and lower the hitch on the tent trailer itself. It wasn't even a very deep gutter! Of course it just figures that I'd be the one driving at the time. My brother-in-law had to fix it today. Thank goodness it was a pretty easy fix, but just the fact that he had to deal with it at all was bothersome. The good that came from it was that Rob and Chip figured out they had to switch how the ball fitted on the metal bracket used in the hitch housing so that the trailer's hitch would ride higher. Otherwise, Chip might have suffered the same result in the future from having the ball mount too low, but I just don't know for sure. Live and learn - that's what I always say. I also say: All's well that ends well. Both apply in this case.
We entertained on our first night out RVing. My brother-in-law and his wife, Chris, our niece, Heather, and a dear friend of theirs from Phoenix, Jackie, graced us with their company. We served up margaritas and barbequed a tasty pork tenderloin with a jerk seasoning rub. With it I served a variety of steamed squashes from my sister's garden along with some brussel sprouts, all seasoned with butter, pepper, garlic salt and basil. I'd never seasoned my steamed veggies that way before but everyone remarked that they were delicious, and I agree. I also served a green salad and Chris brought a Claim Jumper Chocolate Silk Pie for dessert. A good time was had by all... in fact, we may have been a bit too noisy, but I just don't know for sure.
Our bed in the Beast is either very comfortable or we were so tired that it wouldn't have mattered if we'd slept on the ground. We awoke with no aches and pains, so it had to have been the bed, but I just don't know for sure. To the extent that we felt good, Ollie, on the other hand, was certainly bleary-eyed for a good, long while after we took the cover off his cage. He was not his usual talkative self this morning and he probably would have appreciated a couple hours more sleep.