We pulled into the park in the late afternoon and found our site. It was very green, sunny and fairly close to Lake Champlain. It seemed a little empty for a Labor Day weekend but it filled up fairly quickly.
I watched a guy pull in next to us and place his camper just so, to take advantage of the view. He immediately got right to work rolling out the carpet, placing the chairs just so, changing the angle of the picnic table, and cranking down the awning. Once he was finished, I walked over and introduced my self, to Roger and Dannielle. That’s what it said on their little house sign, with drawing of him on a motorcycle and her knitting. Roger said come back later for glass of wine.