We headed out from Southern Pines to head up camping for a few days at Hanging Rock State Park. Our rennovated airstream didn’t get used much last year, so we vowed to change that this year and we have been doing a pretty good job.
About a week before the 4th of July weekend I figured maybe we could go somewhere for just a few days prior to the 4th. Most of our friends were gone and we needed to explore a bit. The beaches would be packed, and the weather for sitting around the pool wasn’t super awesome – so camping and hiking it was!
I called around and found 2 spots with RV hookups around Hanging Rock. One was booked and the other didnt answer. Ever. I called for 3 days straight and finally someone answered. They were like “yep, we have availability! See you then!” I was thinking – umm, they dont know what size amp we need…what my name is…when I am checking it or out. It was a bit sketch. But I just ran that info by them before they hung up and it was alright. Kinda.
Well, I kept thinking about how iffy it all felt, so a day before I call just to double check the reservation. No answer. Jordan calls and I call….and call…..and call……….
FINALLY some guy answers and is like “YA! Come whenever, we got-chu down” (In the thickest southern accent) We were a little nervous with the lack of orginization and seemingly low quality RV campsite, buuuut, we are camping. It will be a story, if anything!
And a story it was. It was an open field with a little stream running through the middle. People were camping in the 100 degree, no shade, heat (kill me now). Oh, and those people happened to keep their 2-7 year old kids up till 1:30am shooting fireworks…(the eye roll emoji would be appropriate here) We learned our little streamer AC just cant keep up in that weather with no shade. Luckily through the night it kept up but by 9am it was getting hot. We got out. Hiked the 5 mile round trip to the lookout, hiked to the waterfalls. Then by about Sunday afternoon we were over it. Crappy neighbors at the campsite. We hadn’t packed to spend time at the lake at Hanging Rock State Park. So we went back, packed up in 30 minutes, and came home a day early!
It was definitely an adventure. We would probably go back but maybe bringing a tribe with us and not going in the dead of summer. That part is probably key 😉