A guy at this campground at a spot across from me has a leaf-blower. I can’t stand leaf-blowers even in a normal yard-care environment, but I don’t know where to begin when it comes to bringing a leaf-blower camping. There is no more annoying sound than the high pitched scream of a leaf-blower disturbing an otherwise peaceful afternoon. Leaf-blowing is human failure in one of its purest forms. Here is an activity—raking—that is relatively enjoyable, and certainly not difficult, and most of all quiet, and we’ve decided we’d rather not do that. Let’s spruce this raking thing up a little. Bring a small engine and some gasoline into the mix. See how that goes. I really think that there should be background checks for leaf-blower purchases. If you have at any point in your life lost your hands, you are eligible for a leaf-blower. If you still have hands, I’m sorry, but you’ll have to use a rake.
I blew two fuses on my camper replacing the converter today, so I had to drive 45 miles r/t into Andalusia, AL. I stopped at several gas stations and in one I saw the second bitcoin machine of the trip, just like an ATM. A person can invest in bitcoin right there at the Citgo station in southern Alabama, in a relatively poor, rural community. I can’t figure out the marketing here, but I would love to know if it’s working.
While in town, I decided to grab a bottle of wine and have a fire later tonight, but I wasn’t seeing any liquor stores. I checked Google Maps and apparently liquor stores are called “package stores” here. Evidently it’s a leftover from some arcane prohibition workaround. I purchased one package of cabernet.
When I got back to the campground, I replaced the two fuses (after installing the new converter earlier), and it turns out that was my electrical issue. The converter had gone bad, so it wasn’t charging the battery, and the battery wasn’t powering the inverter. I am all set again and could boondock if I wanted, but it’s only $12 a night for a campsite in Conecuh National Forest if you have an America the Beautiful pass ($80). That’s $8 off per night for a site with electricity and water.
In most national forests, you can do what they call “dispersed camping,” where you can basically setup camp anywhere. A mile from here I could camp along a lake for free, but at $12 a day I’m not going to bother. I think there are at least two people living at this campground, and for about $360 a month, I guess you can’t blame them. One of the two has a confederate flag on what looks like a small garden shed wedged into the back of a pickup truck, which I think he is living in.
As the sun set, I went down to the dock and on my first cast I caught the biggest black crappie I’ve ever caught. I thought it had to be a bass, but it was a crappie. I caught one more and then they stopped biting. Yesterday I found a $5 bill on the ground in a parking lot. Things are looking up.
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