Watching it and doing something about it are two different things. When others are affected by the acts of a single person or group, it is our responsibility to advise them of their wrong doing or report them to the corresponding authorities.
If we don't, we too are responsible for their acts. Respect for others, surroundings or environment, law and order fall under these civic duties.
ACT! It is not a person's right to do some of the things listed above, whether it is out of ignorance or plan disregard for life and environment.
It's not my duty to risk a broken jaw or a shank in the gut dealing with a moron who has swilled down half a case of cheap beer.
John
1984 Ford B-700 school bus conversion, Thomas body
A bunch of other vehicles
3 nutty cats (Maya, Vierna, Briza)
One lazy dog (Marmaduke)
One wife (Liz)
"A wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age"
-Jim Steinman
Agreed, but that is when common sense is applied. Every park has an emergency number, access to a ranger, local police or on-site staff. When the environment, health or well-being of another human being or wildlife is at stake and we do nothing we are an accomplice in the act at hand. JMHO
rockhillmanor wrote: Too Funny!
Congrats! Way to go!
If us dog show people even started telling 'our' RV stories we'd have them laying in the aisle and really not wanting to believe it all!
Thanks! After two weekends, the dog is minored out, and now we're on the hunt for majors.
You're right, there are a million stories like that. But if we started to tell them, we'd be accused of making them up. (Actually, my steps on the cinder block story was also at a dog show.)
Like the time we get to one show, and they have no record of us paying the RV space reservation fee. So they let us park anyway, we get set up, I fire up the computer, and print out my proof of payment. I see the parking guy a few spaces down, so I go out to give him the paperwork. I see he's helping a lady back in a small travel trailer. He's trying to tell her how to turn the wheel, and which way to go, but he's got it all wrong, and all he's doing is confusing her and making it worse. After I give him the papers, I point to the line of people waiting for their spaces, and politely suggest fo him to take care of them, I'll help her park. I give her the quick "hand on the bottom of the wheel while backing a trailer" lesson (which she had never heard of before) and still spent a long getting her into the space. She's just not getting it (and has the jack-knifing dents in her trailer and car to prove it, but thankfully they were not from that day.) Working patiently with her, just about the time we get it close enough (the car and trailer fully within her space, and only at about a 15 degree angle) my DW is coming looking for me. After 45 minutes, she was wondering what was taking me so long to show the guy the receipt!
Quote: Last one I saw was a brand new Prevost pull in show site, bury it up to the doors in the mud and all you saw was the wife grabbing the dogs flying out the door and heading for the rings yelling back to DH, "forget about the MH will get it later"! Which he promptly gathered their dog show equipment and faithfully followed her.
I beleive it. It's similar to the rig who went in immediately before me when I got stuck in the entrance. She made it all the way to her alloted space, but buried the rear wheels to the frame as she backed into her spot. It took about four hours for a heavy duty truck to arrive, during which time she never let the dogs out, and while a bunch of people where trying to get the rig un-stuck, she apparently thought it was more important to play football with the kids (who spent the next couple evenings racing a golf cart around the show grounds. ) At least when I got stuck, after I got done cursing the traction control system, I set up a pen and let the dogs out while the rig was towed out.
You've definitely got it right -- campgrounds are boring compared to the antics at the RV parking field of a dog show.
Thanks all for your kind comments. But I've really got to stop telling stories or you'll think I'm just making them up.
2007 Holiday Rambler Endeavor 40PDQ 400 ISL Cummins/Allison
2002 Chevy Avalanche toad
Inside: Him, Her, and a pack of little furballs...
I was camping up around 100 mile house for 10 days and i seen 2 things i have never seen before. 1st was a guy pulls in with a big 5th wheel starts backing into site with a slight slope to the front, he gets out tells wife where he wants the boards put backs onto them and goes and unhooked the the thing. never put anything in front or back of wheels. next day i was talking to him and i mentioned to him i had to get a special endorsment to tow over 10,000 lbs, he said no problem i have a class 1 licence don't need it. well the next day he comes to me and asks how hard was the test and all, i said to him you said you had your class 1. HE SAID TO ME IT'S FOR MY WIFE!!!!!! YA RIGHT.
Next to him another 5th backs in and the guy and his wife get on their knees and start eye balling the front. he pulls ahead a bit and goes into the front compartment and brings out a telescopic spade and digs 2 holes in the grass and backs in, it was more unlevel then before. maybe she wanted her steps to touch the ground. AS YOU CAN SEE FISHIN WAS NO GOOD.
There was the time we were boondocking in one of our favorite spots -- a remote spot off a deadend dirt road, off a gravel road, off the main forest arterial gravel road. Even though this particular spot is not that great, we frequent here because it is so remote we seldom even see or hear another vehicle the entire weekend. At 5:00 AM a big A pulls in and parks not 25 feet from us. JEEZ!!! about a million acres of public lands to boondock in and this guy parks 25 feet away! We packed up and left.
And last weekend, we just finished hiking about 5 miles on a fairly rough and rocky trail in Lassen Volcanic NP. It is a popular trail (to the falls), and gets lots of use, so the NPS signs it profusely with admonitions on the difficulty and roughness of the trail. As we were approaching the trailhead ending our trek, we see a family starting out. The mother was wearing flip flops and a dress. The 2 little girls were wearing some cheap plastic sandals. No packs or water bottles seen on any of them. I almost stopped and asked if they knew what they were heading into, but I refrained. I still wonder if they made it, or whether the NPS had to rescue a broken ankle later that day.
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And last weekend, we just finished hiking about 5 miles on a fairly rough and rocky trail in Lassen Volcanic NP. It is a popular trail (to the falls), and gets lots of use, so the NPS signs it profusely with admonitions on the difficulty and roughness of the trail. As we were approaching the trailhead ending our trek, we see a family starting out. The mother was wearing flip flops and a dress. The 2 little girls were wearing some cheap plastic sandals. No packs or water bottles seen on any of them. I almost stopped and asked if they knew what they were heading into, but I refrained. I still wonder if they made it, or whether the NPS had to rescue a broken ankle later that day.
We see this ALL the time. It is amazing. The people usually have a disgusted look on their face as if someone didn't tell them the trail was difficult. Reminds me of the time a guy came walking out on a flooded jetty in Cape May in flip flops and a bath robe holding his fishing rod. He had slipped 4 times by the time he got out to where those of us with proper foot gear were. He was bleeding profusely. We told him he should get to the hospital. "Oh no . . this is all part of the game"!
This is not my story but it is too good not to relate . .
Before we were in our camping club, they were on a campout and there was a rather heavy couple in a pop-up nearby. Well, after a couple of afternoon drinks they were apparently feeling a little frisky so went inside the camper. Did you know those pop-up extensions aren't necessarily made for . . . um . . romantic activity involving two heavy people? Well . . the bed lets loose and the happy couple winds up outside the pop-up buck naked. The husband runs over to the door to get back in . . . unfortunately they had locked it! LOL!
qtla9111 wrote: Watching it and doing something about it are two different things. When others are affected by the acts of a single person or group, it is our responsibility to advise them of their wrong doing or report them to the corresponding authorities.
If we don't, we too are responsible for their acts. Respect for others, surroundings or environment, law and order fall under these civic duties.
ACT! It is not a person's right to do some of the things listed above, whether it is out of ignorance or plan disregard for life and environment.
Mr. October wrote: This is not my story but it is too good not to relate . .
Before we were in our camping club, they were on a campout and there was a rather heavy couple in a pop-up nearby. Well, after a couple of afternoon drinks they were apparently feeling a little frisky so went inside the camper. Did you know those pop-up extensions aren't necessarily made for . . . um . . romantic activity involving two heavy people? Well . . the bed lets loose and the happy couple winds up outside the pop-up buck naked. The husband runs over to the door to get back in . . . unfortunately they had locked it! LOL!
This must happen quite frequently...that story "POPS-UP" all the time!
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) At least when I got stuck, after I got done cursing the traction control system, I set up a pen and let the dogs out while the rig was towed out.
