Friday, June 18, 2010

sleepless in southern oregon

Like most of you, we really look forward to our days off. Rick, working as Ranger Rick, starts his days at 7:30 in the morning, takes a 30 minute lunch break, and then shares camp host duties with me in the evenings. Days off are Thursday and Friday, and sleeping late is a big part of the joy. Yesterday morning we were rather rudely awakened at 7:14 to be exact, by a man who had rented the group space for a family gathering, but couldn't get the lights turned on. Another park employee had locked up the box the night before, and Rick was the only one here at that hour with a key. So off he went, our good Ranger Rick, to save the day. We tried to be jolly about it, appreciating the help in getting a good early start on our day off.

After lunch we were both feeling droopy, so I crawled up to the bed for a nap, leaving Rick to doze in the sun. A while later a woman who had parked her RV just above us came hollering into camp with a Very Important Question. Rick shushed her, but not before she woke me up. Grrr... What part of the "Off Duty" sigh is so darn hard to read?



Still, we insisted on keeping ourselves cheerful. We whipped up some portobello burgers and purple slaw, and then escaped into town for an evening of basketball and knitting at Paddy Brannan's, Rick's favorite spot to watch a game, with nice big TVs and $3.50 Guinness. He's a Lakers fan, so he's happy this morning, but that's beside the point. We're learning that if we want to be off work, we have to get out of the park. Getting smarter as we go.

Back home after dark, we celebrated the Lakers' win with some Luna & Larry's Coconut Bliss. YUM to the Chocolate Hazelnut Fudge; vegan, of course, but I'll bet the rest of you would like it too. It was a nice clear night, so we snuggled in to clean sheets (still flannel this time of year), opened the windows, and drifted off to happy dreams of basketball (well, I dream of other things). What we didn't know was that the family camped next to us, in space number 3, right outside our window, had 3 kids, one of which was about to wake up and scream his bloody head off until almost 3AM...

We don't know the protocol for screaming babies. They aren't like drunks, who can be kicked out of the park, but they're certainly just as disruptive. Can we offer a shot of whiskey - for the parents as well as the baby? Can we suggest some tasty purple Dramamine? Can we give them directions to the hospital? Can we saunter over with a roll of duct tape? It's a real dilemma, one we'll surely come up against again.

Just as Rick was about to wander over there to see if maybe the parents had abandoned the kid, or of he was sick, or they needed help, or of we needed to call the sheriff, a car load of campers who had arrived after 11 (and bothered us even though our lights were out), packed up their stuff and went zooming out of the campground, back on the road to California I presume, with an early start to the day they'll remember for years. There is a little bit of justice sometimes...

As I write this, I'm watching the Screaming Kid's dad pack up sleeping bags and take down tents. Hallelujah! They're leaving! And I think I know what to do about situations like this in the future. I'm going to get a big jar of ear plugs, and keep them handy for us, and other sleepy campers who come here to rest under the stars on a quiet Oregon night. 


 


5 comments:

catowoods said...

Yay, you're back! Never forget you are a bright light(along with your torch)in an otherwise bleak sky - especially here in the North West where the sun ain't shining much yet. Altho the strawberries are here -yum.
Funny you should mention screaming babies - this past week we watched our German daughter graduate from high school and my middle child graduate with an Associates from the community college....we also held 3 different babies from nieces and nephews. Ear plugs are a great solution to the noise, as they are unobtrusive on so many levels - and even one of the mothers were using them! Take care - cato

Anonymous said...

Yes indeed! Welcome back.

Can you also take down the Campground Host sign when you are off duty - well, it's a thought.

Or the Off Duty sign could include: "We need our sleep to serve you better"

As I get older I appreciate the Adults Only sections of almost everything, which should include restaurants and campgrounds :-). Norine

Kim Miles ~ said...

Cato - congrats to your grads! And to YOU for helping to get them there! And thanks for the love. :o)

Norine - Can't take the sign down, but CAN put one on our door. Also have a great big Pirates of the Caribbean skull-and-crossbones sticker to put on the door. I was worried that it might put people off..... now it seems like a good idea! ;o)

Anonymous said...

Hmmm, maybe a big rottweiler picture with text beneath saying: We sleep between ___ and ___. Do you really want to wake us up? Norine

Kim Miles ~ said...

Well..... we do have Lucy......... ;o)