Monday, July 13, 2009
Rock Cut State Park is a hop, skip and a jump from our home in Beloit, Wisconsin. Lon and I jumped into our truck, pointed it south, skipped town, hopped the state line into Illinois and in a total of twenty minutes were there. For a weekend getaway, this park is the perfect place to pull our camping trailer.
We enjoyed tent camping for a few years but gave it up when we got tired of all the work involved and realized there were other options. We picked out a nice pop-up trailer which got us up off the ground and solved many of our previous complaints. For several years, we spent every other weekend during the spring, summer and fall months in a number of state parks in southern Wisconsin in our pop-up.
A winter outing to a trailer show enticed us to make camping easier yet. Our present trailer will definitely be our final RV. My fellow blogger in London informed me that what we’re doing is called glamping in Europe. I have to agree with Lia that we’re indeed glamourous camping or glamping. If at some point we’re not happy in our 26 foot rig, we’ll stay home.
We prefer state parks over private ones, although Door County’s Wagon Trail Campground is exceptional. The majority of private parks we’ve explored offer small sites with no privacy. I can barely stand to drive through them, let alone spend any length of time in one.
We relaxed away from our normal responsibilities this past weekend at Rock Cut State Park, even though the time went too fast. Squeezing one more day into our getaways is a definite must in the future. The temperature stayed between 75 and 80 degrees during the day and quite a bit cooler at night, great for sleeping. Our neighbors were friendly and quiet which contributed much to our pleasant experience. I somehow survived without an internet connection. The initial withdrawal symptoms hit me hard but I managed to survive the trauma and gradually adjusted to the unusual sense of freedom that filled the void.
Lon bought a one-day Illinois fishing license but caught only one large mouth bass. While he was fishing I took a nice long walk, did some writing and reading. We rented two kayaks for an hour and paddled along the shore line of the small lake within the park. Our efforts benefited us with a good upper body workout and a different perspective of the park.
Upcoming posts will include my final photos of our resident robins and photos taken on a bike ride I took Sunday afternoon, after we returned home.