The Labor Day holiday used to be bitter sweet; the last weekend of summer before school and work started in earnest. We used to spend hours and hours on Friday night sitting in parking lots of expressway working our way to the Michigan lakeshore where Ken's mom rented a cabin. And as we tore home on Labor Day, hopefully ahead of the rest of the bad traffic, we knew that it was time to get serious and act like adults once again.
As retired RV'ers, we don't like to make definite plans too far out into the future, but we knew that if we didn't have reservations for this long weekend well ahead of time, we might as well just drive home. We follow a number of RV blogs, not only because they are well written, but because they skip the boring photos of "what I had for dinner" and "we met Bill and Sue and played Mexican Train". Instead they describe interesting things they are doing and fun places to go. The write-ups on this state park were so enthusiastic, I made note of its name and was glad to see that it still had room for us on this holiday weekend.
The park is on Lake Erie just across the Maumee River from Toledo. The campsites are spacious and provide privacy from neighbors nearby, especially important on a holiday weekend when young families are racing around on their bikes, screaming and laughing. Each site has a level concrete pad so that we don't track in grass or mud as we go in and out. Usually campgrounds have some sites that are more desirable than others, but here each one is great. A links golf course is on the property and we played today before the holiday rates kicked in. Besides the tall grass and sand traps, the main course obstacle was deer who appeared surprised to be sharing the course with us. The park has swimming beaches on Lake Erie and smaller lakes within the grounds. A fleet of volunteers labor mightily to keep the park spiffy in exchange for a free campsite. They mow the grass, cultivate the wildflower fields, run the ice cream social and movie night, sell firewood and rent bikes, etc. etc.
When we rode our bikes past some of the campsites, the check out dates listed on the site posts indicated that when the holiday is over, we'll have this park entirely to ourselves. No more bittersweet on Labor Day.