Usually two or three of us show up on Thursday to line out what cabins each family or individual will occupy and where the trailers will be parked. The RV camp ground is small, but cozy. This year we had eleven rigs in there and could have put three more in if needed. It may be tight, but it promotes lots of fellowship.
To call this tight is an understatement. Orville and his wife, Bernice, came up on Thursday afternoon with us. We always get our two trailers parked first in the two hardest spots to get into. Orville has three slides on his rig, and when we ran the slides out we could see he was parked about an inch or two closer to a tree then we wanted. I suggested that he pull forward and move over about 6 inches, but, no, he said we can work with this. So we proceeded to spend the next 15 minutes with an ax and chisel hacking away two inches of bark.