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BruceandTrisha · RV-Dreams Family Member

Make Me Laugh!

injunear · RV-Dreams Family Member

We went camping with some new "friends". He was a man of the clothe. For two days he was all over his wife like white on rice. She was a little embarrassed.
We finally left the rv to give them some private time. Never camped with them again.

Wayne

RickandJanice · RV-Dreams Family Member

This is a true story that really happened about 5 years ago Shortly after our niece and husband moved from tent camping to a trailer, her husband told us about their first solo camping weekend. Our niece took their dog for a walk and came back to the camper all excited. She told her husband that she had just seen camper for little people parked a few sites from them and that he just needed to see it. It was about half the height of their trailer, had a short door and low windows and was so cute. Intrigued by what she had seen, away they went to see this "midget camper". Much to his dismay, when they arrived in front of the site, there it was.... a Hi-Lo camper. He started laughing so hard he could barely stand up and she didn't know why! Needless to say, to this day we don't let her live this down anytime we see a Hi-Lo.

53 Merc · RV-Dreams Family Member

When we were camphosting in Oregon adjacent to the Columbia River (that's important) a so-called camper came up and demanded I do something about the mosquitos. She said we cannot sit outside our tent because of them. I promised to come do what I could.

At the same State park, another camper asked if the wind blew like this all the time there. Remember about the Columbia River? I answered, ma'm, sometimes it really blows.

Sometimes it is hard not to laugh right in their face and hold it until they walk off.

bubbadan · RV-Dreams Family Member

We went for a weekend getaway to a camp ground in south Texas, on the way home we pulled over to let a line of cars and trucks by, I tow at about 60 and the speed limit was 65. When I pulled over my right rear tire caught something sharp and wham we had a flat, as luck would have it there was a road side park not 50 yards from where we pull over on to the shoulder. we called Good Sam and that was a mistake, cause the contractors take their time getting to you to change a tire, so G-ma pulls out the bag chairs and starts playing solitaire on her IPhone under a shade tree and said when you finish changing the tire let me know and I will get you some water. Now that I write this it does not seem funny but at the time and place it was very funny. We had had a great weekend.

BruceandTrisha · RV-Dreams Family Member

What a great way to start my morning - reading your funny stories!

53Merc - we get those kind of questions, too. "Do you have mosquitoes?" (well, it IS right on the Missouri River, so . . . yes). We have a blues jam session and bbq every Sunday afternoon through the warmer seasons, but we've had people call us this winter, when the ground is covered in snow and ask if we're having blues & bbq. Maybe it's their wistful longing that it's warm and sunny somewhere in Missouri.

Rick and Janice - what a great story - sounds like something I might have thought, too - a camper for little people - what a nice idea! We see some unusual campers here. Last summer a woman had one that looked like one of those huge round haybales. It has a name, which I can't remember right now - and I never got to see the inside. I was curious.

Injunear - being out in nature sometimes bring out the "animal instincts" doesn't it!!

Bubbaan - G-ma sounds like the perfect traveling companion - prepared for anything!

Keep 'em coming - everyone has a good story to share!

LifeBeganInaWinnebago · RV-Dreams Family Member

The story of the camper for little people reminds me of the time we pulled up in front of my sister-in-laws house with the pop-up. We store all of our suitcases in the pop-up and I had just finished sliding in and removing them when one of her kids made a comment about how little the camper was. I said "yeah it is kind of short but it works for us". And I slide in the little side door as quick as I possible could and spun around while laying down and reached to shut the door behind me to show them how easy it was to use. I wish I had a camera to capture the look on their faces when I went to shut the door behind me, it was priceless.

Mark,

Wildrose Acres · RV-Dreams Family Member

This is a tent-camping story that happened in 1974. My sister and I were in our 20's and single. We took a trip from Nebraska to the east coast in my brand new ORANGE and white Ford Pinto. We had a two-person ORANGE tent. One morning while we were still in the tent we heard some girls walking past talking. One of them said, "Oh, how cute! A car and tent to match!" It was all we could do to not laugh out loud.

LifeBeganInaWinnebago · RV-Dreams Family Member

That's funny Jo Ann, I had a 74 pinto, white with an orange top and orange interior.

Wildrose Acres · RV-Dreams Family Member

Mine was orange with a white top. I loved that car. I don't have the car anymore but we still have the tent. It was a $20 K-Mart tent. I took it backpacking in Wyoming, Colorado, and Minnesota. It may go with us when we full-time, but not to live in!!!

Terry and Jo · RV-Dreams Family Member

Near Cuchara, Colorado there is a canyon road that takes one up to Blue Lake and Bear Lake. Both lakes are not much more than big ponds, but I digress. Back many years ago, we used to be able to camp in various places along the road up that canyon. (Now one can only camp at the lake campgrounds.)

One area where we camped there were something like 4 campsites in the immediate area, but everyone was separated enough that one always felt like they were alone anyway. If someone new moved into a spot, someone else would go meet them and tell them where trash bins were and to watch for bears.

I stayed up a couple of nights trying to get a picture of one of the bears. Of course, like a watched pot, the bears didn't boil either. One evening I was walking down at just before "dark, dark" and started to go into the area where the outhouses were. At that point, there was nothing but a narrow trail going into the outhouses with head high brush on both sides of the trail.

Suddenly, there was a "WOOF" and a warm blast of air right in my face. A few seconds went by and a lady's voice called out from the area of the outhouse, "Did my dog startle you?" (I had forgotten when I told these ladies about bears that they had three BIG dogs with them.

After her question, all I could say was, "Well, I don't think I need to use the facilities now."

Damn! That was a big dog!!!!

Terry

bubbadan · RV-Dreams Family Member

Terry
I laugh until I had tears in my eyes, I could see that happenin'. smile

Gary · RV-Dreams Family Member

That was hilarious Terry!

ersanta · RV-Dreams Family Member

A story about an innocent remark..... We were in our RV in a place that satellite or TV reception were non existent. So one of our neighbors commented they were disappointed that they wouldn't be able to watch TV later, so I offered them the use of a couple of DVDs for their viewing pleasure. The next morning our neighbor's wife came to our campsite to return the DVDs, to which I replied "You did rewind them"..... Her response was, "I don't think so" and proceeded back to her RV with the DVDs. Moments later I heard her husband laughing so loud, and as they exited their RV, he had the biggest smile on his face and she seemed a little embarrassed. I was just kidding with her about rewinding the DVD. We all laughed about that for a few days.

Nelson & Ava

BruceandTrisha · RV-Dreams Family Member

Terry . . . how funny! I can just picture it!

That reminds me of another story - which was initially scary, but turned out okay.

As we shared before, we are the camphosts at a small private campground that sits right on the Missouri River. We have a boat ramp access which sees a lot of use all times of the day and night. Whenever someone drives up to the ramp late at night - "Sheriff" Bruce has to go check it out. I always tell him to take his phone - because you never know when you might run into a drunken, antagonistic person who could go off on a rampage.

One night, we awoke to the sound of a truck driving to the ramp. Bruce got up and picked up his phone at my insistence. I fell back on the pillow, drifting in and out of sleep with the usual little worries about what kind of person he would meet up there.

All of a sudden I heard gunshots - bam! bam-bam-bam! bam! bam! My heart sank and I leapt from the bed and was out the door in a flash. Instantly, I stopped in my tracks as I was greeted with a sky full of fireworks, not a murdered camphost. As beautiful as they were, I could not stop shaking for the longest time.

Bruce returned safe and sound and told me a young volunteer fireman had brought his date to the river for a romantic evening which included the $85 firework finale! Bruce gave him permission to shoot off the fireworks, and then texted me to watch the show. I was so drowsy - I never heard the text.

TXRVr · RV-Dreams Family Member

If one has ever camp hosted, they could write a book about the funny stuff.

For instance, watching a poor fellow making 14 attempts to get into a 45 degree back in site while his wife stands nearby with a small dog under each arm. Selling firewood and then having the person come back and ask to borrow matches.

I could go on, but our absolute favorite is having someone come up to us and ask – “Is there any fish in the lake?” The reply – “Nope, the Ranger said someone caught the last one yesterday.”

BruceandTrisha · RV-Dreams Family Member

TXRVr - absolutely an endless supply of stories when you are camp hosts!

Got a call last summer from someone who inquired about tent camping, asking where we were, when she could check in and then . . . do you have tents and all the supplies to use? Hmmmmmmmmm . . . maybe that's a new business idea - Come Camp - We Set You Up!

The Bear II · RV-Dreams Family Member

First let me set the scene- Our favorite place to camp is next to the pacific ocean near Ventura, CA. The campground is parallel to old Highway 1, so there is the ocean to the west, your RV, then old Highway 1 and then some active railroad tracks used by AMTrack and freight trains. The railroad tracks are about 50 feet to the east of your RV. The campground is primitive with porta potties as the only amenity other than the beach and ocean view. No lights so it gets very dark at night.

One April long weekend, we invited a non-camping couple to come with us to our favorite camp spot, they agreed. We pulled into a spot after dark, using a flashlight we got the TT level and stable and then went inside for a quick meal. With no electricity and no TV we sat for awhile and talked and then decided to go to bed and get up early in the morning. Everyone got settled in bed, we turned off the lights and went to sleep.

An hour or so later I heard a freight train coming far off in the distance. I woke up my wife and as the train got closer we began rocking the trailer as hard as we could. With the rocking of the trailer, the loud noise of the freight train as it approached and the flashing headlight coming in through the window our friends jumped up and headed out the door.

After we calmed them down, they said they thought that in the dark I had setup the trailer too close to the railroad tracks and the train was going to hit us. For some reason they never came camping with us again.....

53 Merc · RV-Dreams Family Member

Bear II, have you ever noticed your circle of friends is rather limited? Man, that is cruel. Funny as he## though.

Terry and Jo · RV-Dreams Family Member

Bear,

Now, I really wonder why they wouldn't go with you again. That sounded like fun.

Terry

TerryG · RV-Dreams Family Member

Bear,

I thought you were going to write that your former camping friends thought it was a tornado. i.e. Freight train, trailer rocking.

Thats a good one. You need to invite them to go camping with you again, except this time offer them the opportunity to pay you back for your mis-deed.

Terry

MNdrifters · RV-Dreams Family Member

We were camping in a camp ground in Silver Lake MIchigan near the Silver Lake sand dunes. Our camping spot was not too far from the restrooms and after a couple of ****tails I decided to go to the restroom rather than use our RV bathroom. But rather than walk the short distance , I decided to ride my mountain bike. I peddled the short distance, parked on the side walk, did what I needed to do and got back on my bike. I started peddling to the end of the concrete and soon as my front tire hit the sand it sunk and over the handle bars I went. Of course my wife and the other couple we were camping with had to witness the event causing a very loud uproar of laughter. We did get a visit from the camp host but it was un avoidable the reaction I caused.

Dave Buck · RV-Dreams Family Member

My wife and I were camping at a park in Michigan. We were just sitting around watching other people come in for the weekend and get set up. A young couple pulled into the site across from us and began to unload everything from their car and pile it on the ground and the picnic table. After a while they sat down like they were waiting on someone else. We just assumed they were waiting for someone else to show up with a camper or tent. Then they started putting everything back in the car. After loading everything up the guy came over and told up they forgot the tent poles so they were going to be camping in a motel. They got in the car and pulled out.

injunear · RV-Dreams Family Member

We were camping at Spring Mill State Park in Indiana. When a young family pulled in a spot across from us.
We watched as they unloaded boxes from the car trunk.
Then the guy pulls out the car jack to use as a hammer.
After watching this for a few minutes my wife says I should go offer the use of our 3 lb. hammer.
The guy tells me they dicided to go camping and stopped at Wally World and bought what they needed, minus the hammer.

Wayne

charles · RV-Dreams Family Member

While dry camping in a National park in the Dakotas this summer a young couple came in in a car and started erecting a tent using a GOLF CLUB as a hammer. I could not stand it so I got a hammer out and took it over to him.
Turned out that he was jsut starting out as a golf pro and was saving money by camping.
Fortunately it was an old heavy practice club that was doing duty as a hammer.

CCC

nessiekatt · RV-Dreams Family Member

Does that pop up expand on the inside like the tents in the Harry Potter movies? biggrin

bubbadan · RV-Dreams Family Member

This just happened this weekend at Inks Lake state park. A group of college students came in late Friday afternoon. The boys started unloading the tents and getting them set up while the girl's unloaded the food and beverages, I counted 6 large bags of chips and 3 large bags of corn chips along with 9 full cases of beer with 3 coolers it took two girl's to move. I thought ok here we go it going to be a very long night. They really never got rowdy and loud just the next morning I saw one of the young men on the picnic table asleep, and no one moved before noon. They were hurting so bad they were gone by 1pm.

CAMPPAW · RV-Dreams Community Member

I might not be able to make my story as funny as it was when it happened. But here goes. My wife and I were camping, for a little over a week, with our four grandchildren at one of favorite campgrounds called Bailey's Point on Barren River Lake in Ky. One of our grandsons who was six at the time always liked to go with me to dump the Honey wagon (blue portable holding tank), because I would let him sit in my lap to steer the truck. To set the scene, to get to the dump station, which is about a half mile away from our site, you have to go down a quarter mile hill. As I was starting down the hill, I heard the tongue of the honey wagon dragging on the ground. After looking in the rearview mirror and not seeing anything, I was shocked to see the 40 gallon honey wagon passing me on the left and picking up speed. The first words I could think to say was OH S***! I jammed the truck into park, threw my grandson to the passenger seat and took off running, trying to catch it. NOT HAPPENING!!! It was heading down a thousand foot hill with NICE campers at the bottom. I stopped running, out of breath, time to pray. After curving to miss a fifth wheel, AAAAAHHHH! OH NO, now it's heading for his truck. AAAAAHHHH! missed it too. Comes to a stop in a ditch, unexploded. RELIEF! no damage. Finally got the job done, felt like I lost 5 pounds running. Grandson couldn't wait to get back to the camper so he could tell Mam-Maw. "Pap-paw lost the poop" and he got mad and said the "S" word and it wasn't SHUT-UP. After a few years have gone by I am still having nightmares and fllash backs. But what a great memory. So if you ever get to Bailey's Point Campground, think of me as you drive down what we now call poop hill. Hope you enjoyed.

Bill Adams · RV-Dreams Family Member

We have a very old Prevost bus conversion. While we are very proud of it we are well aware of it's age. We paid less for this unit than just about any new RV on the market today. However, somehow there is this odd mystic about owning a Prevost and those who own something else seem to think that there's something special about owning a Prevost. We get so many comments about owning one that we sometimes get really fed up..... That's the history to the story.
One day we were at the dump station and a gentleman came by in his truck and stopped. He leaned out the window and with a sarcastic tone in his voice he said "I guess when it comes down to it these coaches are all the same". I guess I had had enough and I said, "Well, you may think that's true, but in a Prevost this stuff doesn't stink." I don't know if got the joke, but I don't think he did as he silently drove away.

BruceandTrisha · RV-Dreams Family Member

The Katfish Katy Campground sets right next to the Katy Trail in Missouri - the former MKT Railroad tracks were replaced with a biking/hiking trail along the river - beautiful route to travel . . .

One Sunday afternoon, we were minding the camp store when a young man comes in to catch his breath and get something to drink. He explained that he really didn't like to ride bicycles, but his girlfriend loved it so much he had agreed to a ride from Rocheport and that it had just about done him in. He went on and one about how hard it was for him, but she biked all the time - so he borrowed a bike to join her. He purchased a few tall boys to enjoy while she was catching up with him.

We sat outside and talked and waited for the girlfriend to show up. In a little bit, a young woman approaches the store - on her bike, but clearly about to collapse. It's the girlfriend . . . and she is covered in mud and crying . . . and finally is able to tell us she had fallen over several times on the way here.

I felt so sorry for her - sometimes the trail gets a little soft after rains, and I pictured her riding along, hitting the soft shoulder and tumbling down into mud - face first from the looks of her. As they kept talking, we learned their afternoon had been spent at the winery in Rocheport - where they consumed several bottles of wine.

WHAT? BWI - biking while intoxicated? Are you serious? This was a new one - we laughed at the ridiculous things people do while drunk. She was lucky the worst thing that happened was falling in mud.

2fortheroad · RV-Dreams Family Member

CAMPPAW wrote:

I might not be able to make my story as funny as it was when it happened. But here goes. My wife and I were camping, for a little over a week, with our four grandchildren at one of favorite campgrounds called Bailey's Point on Barren River Lake in Ky. One of our grandsons who was six at the time always liked to go with me to dump the Honey wagon (blue portable holding tank), because I would let him sit in my lap to steer the truck. To set the scene, to get to the dump station, which is about a half mile away from our site, you have to go down a quarter mile hill. As I was starting down the hill, I heard the tongue of the honey wagon dragging on the ground. After looking in the rearview mirror and not seeing anything, I was shocked to see the 40 gallon honey wagon passing me on the left and picking up speed. The first words I could think to say was OH S***! I jammed the truck into park, threw my grandson to the passenger seat and took off running, trying to catch it. NOT HAPPENING!!! It was heading down a thousand foot hill with NICE campers at the bottom. I stopped running, out of breath, time to pray. After curving to miss a fifth wheel, AAAAAHHHH! OH NO, now it's heading for his truck. AAAAAHHHH! missed it too. Comes to a stop in a ditch, unexploded. RELIEF! no damage. Finally got the job done, felt like I lost 5 pounds running. Grandson couldn't wait to get back to the camper so he could tell Mam-Maw. "Pap-paw lost the poop" and he got mad and said the "S" word and it wasn't SHUT-UP. After a few years have gone by I am still having nightmares and fllash backs. But what a great memory. So if you ever get to Bailey's Point Campground, think of me as you drive down what we now call poop hill. Hope you enjoyed.

That would have been a good one for AFV. Its weird how we get a chuckle out of someone else's misfortune.

phxmtngirl · RV-Dreams Community Member

Come on camp host keep on telling your stories. I just love to read them Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee

RetiredGuy · RV-Dreams Community Member

We were camping in the Big Meadows Campground in Shenandoah National Park. After dinner one evening, we were sitting out in the dark in our lawn chairs. In the site next to ours, a young couple had put a screen house over their picnic table and they were feeding their baby inside. As it was dark, they had Coleman gas lantern sitting on the picnic table and it was blasting out its light. The baby, who appeared to be about 1 or 2 years old was in a highchair with a tray. The baby would pick up food from the tray and eat some and throw some on the ground. As we watched, a very large skunk entered the screen house by pushing under the edge. The lantern was so bright that the couple and the baby didn’t see the skunk. As they fed the baby, the baby fed the skunk. The parents would move around and the skunk would move out of the way in the shadow under the picnic table. It was like they were all dancing. We debated if we should go over and tell them but we didn’t want to get too close or to get them so excited that the skunk did its thing. After 30 minutes or so, they took the baby out of the highchair, turned off the lantern, and went to their tent in the fading light of the lantern. They never realized how close they came to a real camping adventure.

53 Merc · RV-Dreams Family Member

OK, while camphosting, a camper comes up to me and says, this is gonna sound funny. He had been approached by a kid ('bout 15) how asked to buy a couple of beers from him. Guy says, well, I don't have any to spare, so I guess I better not. Kid says, well, I like beer but my mother doesn't want me to drink it.

Then the camper tells me, it happens I am an Oregon State Trooper on vacation. I just don't want to handle the paper work to arrest the kid for soliciting an illegal act, so I thought maybe you could handle it. I went to the ranger in charge of the campground and reported the conversation. He decides to go to the kids parent and report the activity for the parent to deal with. He reports, she says my child would never do that.

The only thing that happened was the parent came at me with blood in their eye and wanting some of my blood. It was all I could do to get her to shut up. She left the campground in a huff, stating she would never return.

Really, you can't make this stuff up.

aussiesteve · RV-Dreams Family Member

You blokes and Shella's really make me laugh. This is one of the best topics I have ever read.

I have just taken over as the permanent caretaker of a little beachside Camping reserve at Coledale NSW Australia. I live adjacent to the office and the outgoing Caretaker lives on the other side. He is a very popular bloke therefore a farewell party is being organised. There are far to many people to send written invitations to so I have erected a huge sign out the front of the office inviting anyone who wants to come. This sign is about 10' away from the outgoing caretakers van. A lady approached me only yesterday and asked me if the party was going to be a SURPRISE party for him. And yes she did know that his van was right behind the sign.

You gota laugh.

Oohroo

AussieSteve

Racerguy · RV-Dreams Family Member

aussiesteve wrote:
You blokes and Shella's really make me laugh. This is one of the best topics I have ever read.
I have just taken over as the permanent caretaker of a little beachside Camping reserve at Coledale NSW Australia. I live adjacent to the office and the outgoing Caretaker lives on the other side. He is a very popular bloke therefore a farewell party is being organised. There are far to many people to send written invitations to so I have erected a huge sign out the front of the office inviting anyone who wants to come. This sign is about 10' away from the outgoing caretakers van. A lady approached me only yesterday and asked me if the party was going to be a SURPRISE party for him. And yes she did know that his van was right behind the sign.
You gota laugh.
Oohroo
AussieSteve

yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn

Rodgtc · RV-Dreams Community Member

Last summer we where camped in Michigan. We where sitting outside the motorhome enjoying the weather and watching a family back there trailer into the site next to us. A husband and wife with two children and a dog. The wife and kids were busy unloading the truck and setting up a screened room. The husband was leveling the trailer and hooking up the utilites. I watched as he plugged in the electric cord and hooked up the water hose. He seemed very inexperianced and seemed to search for everything. He turned on the water and proceded to help the rest of the family unload the truck. After about ten minuets the wife went in the trailer and yelled turn it off, turn it off. The water lines in the trailer had frozen and split over the winter and water was spraying everywhere. Needless to say everything they owned was soaked and needed to be hung out side.

The husband then came over and asked if I new where the sewer hose might be stored, so I followed him over to the trailer and we found it in the rear bumper. He pulled it out and it was rotted with big holes in it. I loaned him a spare hose I had and showed him how to hook it up. This was thier first trip, they had just bought the trailer and never hooked it up at home. I give them credit they stuck it out for the weekend and we helped them as much as we could.

bubbadan · RV-Dreams Family Member

wow if it had not been for all y'all on the fourm the same could have happen to us with y'alls help I knew what to look for when I bought our TT.

-- Edited by bubbadan on Monday 28th of March 2011 06:05:29 PM

Sushidog · RV-Dreams Family Member

Not too long after getting our Aliner we were sitting inside our camper at a rather busy campground one afternoon. Other campers were walking by, touring the "neighborhood" as we routinely do as well.
They could not see in, but we could easily see and hear the passers by, as the windows were wide open. One lady came walking her little girl, who had obviously recently seen the Cone Head movie. The little darling pointed excitedly and exclaimed, "Look mommy a camper for cone heads!"

Note: We weren't wearing our Holoween costumes at the time. ;)

Chip

Colorado_Kid · RV-Dreams Family Member

When I first bought my RV I went out on I-70 to travel to a campground straight from the sales lot and while driving a cop came flying by with his lights flashing and I checked to make sure I wasn't going to fast. I was fine and then it hit me that I never put on my license plates. I sweated bullets the rest of the way hoping I didn't drive by another cop. Fortunatley I got to the campground without getting stopped.

mailman01 · RV-Dreams Family Member

CAMPPAW, I know exactly where Bailey's Point is located, camped there a few times as well. I will never look at that hill again without thinking of this story and have a smile come to my face. Very funny. I can appreciate your anxiety at the time.

BruceandTrisha · RV-Dreams Family Member

Sushidog - LOVE IT! What a hoot!

manning · RV-Dreams Community Member

injunear wrote:
We went camping with some new "friends". He was a man of the clothe. For two days he was all over his wife like white on rice. She was a little embarrassed.
We finally left the rv to give them some private time. Never camped with them again.

Wayne

Years ago I had a popup. The wife and I slept in one wing another couple in the other. There were curtains. My buddy and his wife were in a tent next to the other couple. In the middle of the night the popup shook like an earthquake hit. My buddy asked me which side I slept in. He thought the wing was going to fall on him.

manning · RV-Dreams Community Member

53 Merc wrote:
Bear II, have you ever noticed your circle of friends is rather limited? Man, that is cruel. Funny as he## though.

Reminds me of the I Love Lucy show with the freight train going by and their bed moving across the motel room.

-- Edited by manning on Wednesday 30th of March 2011 11:05:35 PM

foxriverguy · RV-Dreams Family Member

Here is a spoof on RV-Dreams.

Pretty funny stuff

PIEERE · RV-Dreams Family Member

biggrin A group of us were out for a beautiful first of spring drive in the Adirondack Mountains of NY State. We stopped for a relief break and my 15 yr old nephew was always the last one back to the van. As he was walking back, he yelled out Hey Uncle Jim Is there any bears around here? My brother yelled back: Yes, there is one right behind you right now! David says: Yeah right! Right at that moment the bear groaned. I never seen anyone run as fast as my nephew back to the van. Oh! the bear turned around and took off about as fast in the other direction. I told my nephew; when the bear seen how "ugly you looked" it scared him so bad he high tailed it the other direction; Nephew said, I thought you were were joking; Uncle Jim! everytime he went fishing or riding with us; he would be the first one back to the van.

WestWardHo · RV-Dreams Family Member

My wonderful SO (now fiancé) kind of insists on driving his truck while we are towing our TT. I want to drive sometime so I can learn how to handle it but we haven't found the 'perfect conditions' where he felt confident for me to try in the past year. We recently went thru Wickenburg, AZ and stopped at a two pump service station to gas up the truck. After he pumped the gas he needed to use the restroom. I was sitting in passenger side when he went inside. I realized we might be holding up someone else from using the pumps so decided to pull us forward to dear the pumps. He said he came out of the restroom and saw the trailer moving and started to run as he thought he might have forgotten to set the brake, then he said he started to run even faster when he realized I
Was driving!!! (brat!)

TXRVr · RV-Dreams Family Member

phxmtngirl wrote:
Come on camp host keep on telling your stories. I just love to read them Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee

Hosted in a USFS campground where they had "vaulted" toilets... government name for an outhouse. A lady knocked on our door to tell us that the one she had just used smelled and could we do something about that.

Hosted in a tent only state park. Two ladies came to the door one morning asking if we could make them a cup of coffee. They forgot to bring theirs. I felt like asking if they wanted fries with it.

Had a young couple tell us that their young son had wandered away from the campsite. After spending 30 minutes looking all over the place, we found him asleep on the back floor board of their SUV. As the old saying goes, you always find it in the last place you look.

Many times I have been sitting outside the rig when someone walked up and asked if we were the camp hosts. Just couldn't reisist once saying.. Nope they just came by and put that Camp Host sign up this morning.

cejones4210 · RV-Dreams Family Member

That is so funny! Thanks for the great laugh!

HomeSweetRV · RV-Dreams Family Member

Well, I looked all through to see if one of you had posted our story (as witness), but it's not here, so here goes...long story...

We pulled into DH's childhood summer camp lake with our 3 yo and our 6 mo old baby. We set up, then headed down to the beach to feed the children. DH had the highchair, two lawn chairs, the video camera and a cooler bag over his shoulders, and the 3yo by the hand. I had the full diaper bag, baby food, and baby in arms. We come to the 'entrance', which is a steep downhill path covered in branches and high grasses. We inch our way down sideways, trying not to drop things, especially the baby. We arrive on the beach (a little scraped up), set up the high chair, pop the top of the baby food jar, and are instantly swarmed by wasps. Put the lid back on packed everthing up, in less than a minute we are on our way back up the steep path -the up was much more difficult than the down. We set up the screen tent and batted wasps the rest of the afternoon, so stayed inside the camper with the children.

Next morning we got up and decided the wasps are so bad that we must leave. I didn't mention yet that the baby had the 'runs', DH had a very bad knee problem, and I had a very bad neck problem at the time. We greet the nice neighbours in the camp beside us, and prepare to hook the boat up to the back of the truck. This site was entered from a bit of a downhill slope, so DH parked the truck just past the top of the hill. We each grab one side of the boat trailer, and DH says "when I say stop pulling, you stop pulling.". Ok, I said, and we giver a little tug to get started. "STOP!" he says; "I DID!" I said, just as the boat trailer tongue slices right through the back of the camper door like a hot knife through butter (with his hands still on the tongue)! The folks next camp enjoying their bacon and eggs in their screen tent must have wondered what was so funny, because we both stood there laughing our fool heads off while trying not to bleed all over the ground - DH with a deep gash on his hand, me with a scrape on my arm. The rest of the trip, we could not make eye contact with each other, or we would both burst out laughing again until the tears rolled down our cheeks.

This follies on this particular trip were tenfold, beginning with turning our first corner and pulling over to see what the big bang was, as we find our dog in the back of the camper covered in a litre of strawberry yogurt, 'dancing' around the broken glass bottles of Gatorade (for the baby's runs), and ended with putting the boat trailer through the camper door.

It is our favourite 'holiday from H E double hockey stix' camp story to this day. ;)