Mainship Many Moons left Camp Many Moons over a week ago and sits in a marina about 8 miles’ drive away, awaiting her lift-out date. We miss seeing it anchored off-shore and spending the night on board. But we aren’t mourning. So much to do — and fun to have — at the camp which bears the same name but preceded the boat by a few years.
Here in the far-north, “camp” refers to a seasonal get-away. It’s really my 2nd home, since I spend several months a year here — although, without a cabin, my cold-season time is limited. It’s good to return to my land-lubber ways, digging weeds and planting things, hauling brush and trimming trees. And playing on the water rather than traveling over it.
Life in a rustic camp without a cabin is pretty rough but we like it. The transition from boat-life to camper-life is easy. Limited space? Used to that! Constantly shifting temperatures? That, too! No indoor plumbing? No problem! Camper life is easier for me, though, for one big reason. I can leave it whenever I want to and walk the paths or read in the hammock or jump in my car and go somewhere. Feedom! 😉
See recent photos from Camp Many Moons below. (Reminder: This is posted under “Camp Many Moons” in the menu. That’s how I began this blog. I added “Many Moons – The Boat” when we began The Great Loop. To see statistics from our long under-way journey, click here.)