We were on the first leg of our trip back home (FL->NY) and had accomplished about 6 of the 24 hour ride. We were in Georgia. It was midnight. It was raining. We were exhausted. We had no plans for sleeping. So we looked for campsites as we drove up 75.
The first.. and second.. and third.. were duds. Closed, unavailable, and closed again. We were about to set up camp in a Walmart parking lot when we went just a bit further and BAM! There it was. The perfect campsite – with a big neon open sign and lots of sleeping RVs.
The Red Gate Campground was everything we needed at midnight. The office was “check yourself in” and pay in the morning. There was a nice bathroom with a shower. We also were directed by sign to camp in front of the office which was extremely convenient.
The rain had picked up when we stepped out of the office. The air had a chill unknown to our Florida nights. Georgia is different. The tent was worth it.. even for this very moment. In 5 minutes we were parked, it was open, and we were in bed, listening to rain drops falling. It wasn’t long before sleep overcame us.
At sunrise, we realized we had set up camp next to a cage with a rooster. He was letting off his “cock-a-doodle-doo!” every 3-5 minutes like an original snooze button. We accepted it for awhile before getting up, paying, and hitting the road. Not before having a look at the beautiful cock who woke us up though 😂. He was surrounded by chickens and baby rabbits in a lovely pen shaded by the branches of two huge southern oak trees.
Just like that we were on the road again with a sunny day ahead. This was one of my favorite quick stops on the trip. The experience was really interesting. We learned a lot about finding a site, and about the ease of our magical tent.
The biggest lesson here (and everywhere on a road trip) is to take a chance. Usually it works out.. and if not.. you’re still having fun! Life is good.
Hugs and rooftents,