Sunday August 5th, Cranbrook
A blazing hot sun – it went up to 90 degrees F today, and as I write in my journal this evening at 10:30 pm, the temperature has dropped all the way down to 82. Last night around midnight some people drove into the campground and cranked up their boom box. I found out later that they had been at the regional baseball tournament and they partied hard – all night in fact, and when the park ranger arrived in the morning he had them pack their tents and leave. One of them had been yelling about rights and property and people stealing his land.
So I was tired today and took it easy on myself, finishing Jane Smiley’s book. I will miss the characters and horses. Later in the afternoon, I drove out to Fort Steele, the historic site where they have actors fulfilling the roles of long ago. For several years I had wanted to see this place but today it was just too hot for Baloo to sit in the shade. I had a quick look around and the woman at the admission desk let me wander around without paying the hefty $25.00 entrance fee. An interesting place to visit, but I sure wouldn’t want to be dragging kids around on such a hot day as this.
I talked to the park ranger about the party noise last night. He offered me a free night camping and I told him how much I appreciated his taking responsibility this morning for making the campground a place of peace. After dinner, I hooked up the trailer and packed up as much as I could. I felt pretty darned good about the smooth way I hooked up the trailer, I was starting to get the hang of this vagabond life.
Photos © Janice Henshaw