Thursday, July 12, 2012
Gabfest at the Campfire
Friday August 14, 1992
Up and at em! Getting ready to go camping at noon with our trailer. By 1 p.m. we're on our way. We enjoy the drive along the ocean and arrive at 3:45. Joan and Harold are here already. We park next to them. Frank backs the trailer in so good. We get set up, others begin to arrive. By midnight there are 10 families. We have a big gabfest around a fire. We go to bed at 11:30.
Good friends, good CLEAN fun!
Mom doesn't say here, but I assume from her description of the drive that they are going on a camping trip to Gaviota State Beach near Santa Barbara with their square dancing friends again. They went there a few months ago. It's a beautiful spot, but reservations are needed well in advance, especially to book 10 spaces. It's not too far from Simi Valley so a good place to camp for the weekend. I take it from her "clean fun" comment that there is no alcohol being consumed, which can make a large group turn loud and rowdy in a hurry. I remember in 1988 I went camping with a boyfriend and a large group of his friends. They all stayed up til 3 a.m. hooping and hollering drunk and obnoxious. Those are the kind of people everyone in the campground wants to strangle. After that I realized he and his friends were not my kind of people and I broke up with him. Mom and Frank's friends definitely know how to have a good time and don't need alcohol to enjoy themselves.