Girls Night Out

So, here we are, at Victoria Springs State Rec Area about in the middle of Nebraska.  It's wide open spaces and the kind of place you would expect cowboys on horseback.  But, instead, we're at a cute little campsite near a spring forming a little fishing lake and a small creek draining slowly out of it - so slowly, the lake and creek are heavily clogged with moss or algae.

This is actually the morning after.  It was a crisp 38 degrees when I got up.  We've used the furnace some the last two nights.  But, it is supposed to warm up and be just about perfect the rest of our stay in this part of the country.  We'll see.  Could be true.  Dusty is not here.

Of course, we did not have reservations when we got here.  Though, we had no problem getting a campsite.  It was early when we stopped.  But, then "they" started arriving.  It looked like an old broad reunion.  There must have been a dozen show up, some in SUVs, some in pickups, but all pulling itty bitty camp trailers - some of which I would have difficulty finding big enough for a bed.

Turns out they were part of "Sisters on the Fly", an "Outdoor Adventure Club for Women".  They sure had some neat looking little trailers.

Then there are the old farts in their nice 5th wheels.  Seems there's a bunch of siblings having a reunion.  Most of them older than Joyce and I and several seemingly barely able to get in and out of their trailers.  I wonder what these old folks think about this concentration of women couples camping in their campground.