|The park sounded perfect. It had hiking trails, boats to ride on, cliffs
for climbing and lots of amazing scenery to look at. There were cabins
of different sizes, as well as sites for tents and pads for RV's.The cabins
even had full kitchens. We figured we could save by cramming everybody
into one cabin, so I made reservations.
|At the office, they gave me cabin 115, not 114 as they told me over the phone when I made the reservations. "They're the same," the girl said. When I got to the cabin, I was pleasantly surprised to see how big it was. Two bedrooms and a big futon couch, TV, a full kitchen with pots, pans and plates, a fireplace, hot water with towels-- even central heat. I settled back to wait for everyone to arrive. Within an hour we had over a dozen people in the cabin. We ate a big supper and sang songs. The kids roughed-it in a tent next to the cabin. Bob played his guitar. (I had fun getting people to giggle during the serious songs.) We sang and joked and told stories until after 2 AM, when I suggested it might be a good idea to get some sleep. When the lights went out, I don't think it was five minutes before everyone was sound asleep.|
|Sherry took the lead researching places for the second Camp Wharrgarbl
the weekend of March 20-22, 2009. We settled on a campground outside
of Tahlequah, Oklahoma, on the Arkansas River. I used to live in Tahlequah,
and there's some beautiful country down there. She found a great place
at Arrowhead Resort, right on the river northeast of Tahlequah.
Friday morning, March 20th, I was up at 5 AM. I fell back asleep and woke up at 8:30. That's when I started packing for Camp Wharrgarbl. On my way to Tahlequah, I listened to NPR's final episode of their series "Day to Day." The show talked about beginnings and endings. I took Highway 51 through Coweta and Wagoner. When I got to Tahlequah, I turned up the main drag past the courthouse and turned east on Downing Street. I followed it out of town to Highway 10, then turned north at River Bend Hollow and through some pretty wooded hills.
|Plans for Camp Wharrgarbl 3 began almost immediately... ...||
|The third Camp Wharrgarbl was held the weekend of March 19 - 22, 2010. We liked Arrowhead Resort so much we decided to go back again. About 20 people had expressed interest in attending. Chester made reservations; at the last minute, we were moved to Cabin 8, next door to the cabin we had in 2009.|
||Chester, Shannon and her son were already at Arrowhead Resort when
I arrived. Amber-Bob and Smog were there, too. Jack and Kit brought their
son Lee, and Chris & April brought the Squire. Several people braved
the cold water of the river to explore the opposite bank. Kevin and Susi
There was a little fire in the fire pit around back. Riley and Chris spent some time trying to knock a loose branch down from a tree to use as firewood. I brought a case of my homebrewed beer to share with everybody.
When darkness fell, musical instruments were produced and soon music
ensued. I got in some reading. It was a relaxed, no-drama evening. I looked
around and saw several other people reading, too. I looked over Susi, who
also had a book, and said, “Do we know how to have fun, or what?” Everyone
turned in about midnight or so.
|We didn’t get around to the melting of the bunny until almost 9 or so. He melted good. We watched one more Wallace & Gromit short, and then most folks headed on to bed.|
||The roads were slippery, but there’d already been traffic, so when I kept to the ruts I was okay. The Cavalier bottomed out a couple of times, but it wasn’t bad. The roads cleared up once I got past Tahlequah. It was 35 degrees in Hulbert, and when I passed Fort Gibson Lake I noticed the wind had seriously picked up. I got home a little after noon. I checked online, took and nap and shaved. It was good to be home.|
|Planning started almost immediately for the next Wharrgarbl, maybe someplace with a hot tub...||