Camping, part 2

Yeah, yeah, yeah..... I know..... It has taken me a week to get around to finding some time to finish the camping trip story. By now, most of you may know the outcome, but for the 7 readers who don't here it is..... bear with me as some of the details are a bit foggy. Correct me if there are any errors.....

After we get back to camp, everyone gets settled in and soon, our new 'friend', Bongo Boy, comes over, looking for a cigarette. We don't give him one. He is chatting it up with the men and us ladies are working on starting some dinner (ribs and 'taters, yummy!!) This is the part where I have now forgotten the order of things but in a nutshell... We send Bongo Boy away. Just before we eat, we notice that he is hanging out at the end of the driveway... kinda like he is waiting for us to invite him to dinner... we don't.

He then comes back after dinner looking for another smoke. J offers him her half smoked cigarette, he declines it. In the meantime, he goes over to J's mom and asks for a kiss. She says "NO!!!". By this time we are getting a bit pissed at the guy. At some point in time, he had done some mushrooms in front of the guys. Great, now he is on drugs as well. A, D and I walk up to the ranger station as this guy is starting to be a pain. The rangers know who we are talking about and say that he and his gal are homeless but have been harmless up until this point. The rangers go over and talk to them. All is well for awhile.

About a half hour later he is back. Looking for another smoke. Now we are starting to get pissed. It is getting dark outside and this guy is getting creepy. The guys give him a loop. Also known as a glow necklace so that they can see him and he isn't sneaking up on us again. By this time the guys are all starting to lose their patience with this guy. They are now standing by the vehicles, keeping him out of our site. A, D and I once again go to the ranger station and tell them that he is now getting more aggressive and creeping us out. They say that because they are homeless it is hard to kick them out as they end up just outside the park on the road or something. We tell the rangers that the guys seen him doing mushrooms. This changes things a bit. Now the rangers can have him arrested. The rangers tell us they need to discuss their options but will take care of it.

About 30 minutes later the rangers come over and tell us that they think that they are sleeping cuz, they (with the sheriff dept) have been staking out the site and have seen no activity. The rangers give us their cell numbers and ask that if we see him again to call them ASAP. For about the next 30-45 minutes all is well. Then, A goes to walk J's mom back to her site as she is going to bed (it is now close to midnite or so). Bongo Boy is following them and whispering to A and J's mom. Asking them if they are afraid and all sorts of other shit. A gets back and is livid. Bongo Boy is now at the end of his site and is flashing his flashlite on and off at our campsite. He is now saying shit like 'are we afraid to die' and 'are you scared of me'. A calls the rangers and tells them that Bongo Boy is back and is now getting downright scary. It takes the rangers less than 2 minutes to drive over and arrest him. The rangers come back afterward and tell us that he won't be back as they won't let him out of jail until Monday. Whew. That makes us happy. They tell us that they think the girl is still sleeping as no one has heard from her in a long time.

A little while later we see the rangers walking pat the site very quickly. I being the nosy type, go down to the end of the site by the road and see that Bongo girl is talking to the rangers a few sites down. Great, now do we have to worry about her as well. She comes back to the site, pokes around a bit and leaves. By this time, I am out of wine and tired. I go to bed.

In the morning, A and J, find out that Bongo Boy was stalking some campers at another site and had actually grabbed a girl earlier in the day. They never reported him until he started going to their site and being all creepy as well. Bongo Girl spent the morning packing up her stuff. They came in with a bicycle and a shopping cart. Some guy came with a pickup about 10:30 or so, loaded everything up and away she went. Yippee!!

When hubby and I were heading back home we seen Bongo Girl about 1/2 mile outside the campground on the side of the road. She was packing up all her shit (shopping cart included) into the back of another truck.

All in all, we still had fun and I have learned that 2 bottles of wine is not enough. I will need to double that for the next camping trip as it is a three niter...

If you would like to read another version of the story, check out Gambino's site. Remember, you will have to sing her's in the tune of Gilligan's Island. Gambino is much more wittier than I am.

I will try to catch you up on events of the past week, in the next few days. I think that I may need Stb to fill in a few blank spots from Saturday for me first. I seem to have misplaced a few hours.

Hope everyone has a safe and happy July 4th!! Happy 230th birthday America!!