So here I am, up at the crack of chilly dawn at Minaret Falls Campground, where I will be hosting campers for the next three-and-a-half months.
We open for business in a week, which means I have a lot of work to do to get ready. That includes cleaning the place up, moving piles of big branches out of the way, raking each campsite, shoveling out fire-ring ashes, cleaning bathrooms, picking up litter and “micro trash.” That’s the little stuff that escapes notice unless you’re looking right at it: bits of plastic, cigarette butts, bottle caps.
My job is to give the campers a good experience, and as has been repeated often in my brief training, cleanliness is the number one criteria for a good experience.
I’m in charge of 23 campsites that I will need to check every day, and two ‘vault’ bathrooms to clean three times a day. I’ll be checking in campers, collecting money, and making sure they put out their campfires. But right now and for the next week, it’s all about the cleaning and the raking.
And drinking lots of water so I don’t get altitude sickness again. Yes, I had a couple of very unpleasant days and learned my lesson: drink water and rest! Of course, with all this work that needs doing, rest is a big question mark, but I’ll manage.
That’s the thing. I have faced a lot of fears since beginning this adventure, mainly silly ones involving discomfort (funny how they were the biggest fears.) I’ve learned that I’ll manage. I can endure a little (or even a lot of) discomfort in order to follow my dream.
Motivation, I’ve discovered, is the key to getting sh*t done.
That, and a good breakfast!
Eggs & onions, yum!
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Oh shoot, now I gotta cook eggs and onions and I already had a superfood smoothy.
Haha, sorry about that, Charlene!
I stayed at a Redfish Lake, Idaho, campground yesterday. (Forest Service.) The place looked new or newly renovated. VERY clean and neat. The tent pads had nice parallel rake lines. And I suspect the host goes around the RV pads with a weed whacker and vacuum. Or he has trained insects to do the job for him. However, the closest toilet was down to a single half roll of TP. Get on it, buster! 😉 Did they supply you with a golf cart?
Nope, no golf cart. I was told it’s good for me and that this is the cheapest fitness club I will find. Ha ha. I’ve been driving around with my van because frankly, I can’t afford to waste energy walking all over the campground when I need every bit of it for those rake lines you mentioned. This is the hardest job I’ve ever had.