Tuesday's entry:
Our journey today was about 250 miles. With twisty roads and a couple of stops, they took us nine hours. We were all very happy to arrive at Jackson Wellsprings, our camp site for the next 48 hours.
The RV campground guide book gave Jackson Wellsprings only a 5/10 rating for “scenic” (compared to Albee Creek’s well-deserved 9/10), so we weren’t expecting much to look at, and boy, were we not disappointed.
What the guide book failed to mention was that this is a hippy commune. Yes, there are thirty RV campsites; but only about four of them are for visitors like us. The rest are occupied by long-term residents, complete with dogs on strings, greenhouses, and so on. The folks seem friendly enough if a bit crustier than we’re used to seeing in Palo Alto. There are a lot of goatee beards, dreadlocks (on white guys), and older women in flowing gypsy dresses. The advertised swimming pool (“fed by the mineral spring”) is open to residents and day visitors, as is the spa area; but since it appears to have been built in about 1930 and not renovated since – except for the addition of a large Ganesh statue – it is hard to see why anyone would choose to pop over for a swim.
Hubby took the kids for a splash in the last half hour of the period when children are allowed in the pool area: Clothing becomes optional at 7:45pm and though the kids seemed quite interested to see what might happen, we couldn’t quite imagine what some of the locals might look like unrobed…. Unfortunately, Little Starlet got a face bash and a nose bleed so her swim lasted all of three minutes.
Important benefit of this campground: water supplies to refill the tank and electrical hook ups so we can recharge all our gadgets. Downside: no camp fires.
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