Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Workamping






We're happily working our two half-days a week at Wine Country RV Park in the wild west. Al is focused on getting control of the underground irrigation system and stopping the frequent leaks, attending to camper requests, cleaning the pool and filling propane tanks. His work vehicle is...a golf cart! I work in the office taking reservations, checking in campers, selling wine and hoping for a balanced cash register at the close of business. The software that makes an RV Park tick is called Campground Manager. Learning new software is always a challenge...and I've not operated a cash register since the hand-crank model.

I've never seen so much wine. We talk about it, make recommendations, drink it every day and sometimes more than once a day, sip it, share it, drink it alone or with someone, drink it with meals, visit the local wineries for a glass of their best... and when we have a free afternoon, we go for a ride and stop for wine tasting. Many of the local wineries are small, family-owned businesses. You'll not buy their wine off any shelf but their own. However, the mega Columbia Crest Winery is close by. Their vineyards stretch for miles, and the grounds and buildings are beautiful.

Well, I was wrong about harmony reigning over the Workampers. Some have already left and replacements have arrived. Workampers are not necessarily the same happy, easy-going RVers we have encountered over the past year. Living and working in the close proximity of an RV Park with ones co-workers--some past, some present and some future, along with the Park managers, creates some interesting circumstances.

The Togetherness Meter waxes and wanes as our schedule requires we go our separate ways to work...and Al has friends to go on frequent hardware store excursions. Someone is always knocking on the door looking for him. What a charmer!

Local alpacas gave their wool...and I got a rug. Beautiful!!

Asparagus has hit the stores, the markets, the street corner vendors and the local Chinese restaurant. Creative cooks do amazing things with asparagus--even deep-fry it. I'd never before seen asparagus growing. It looks like a field of pencils. Apparently, cherries will be the next crop to harvest. Yummy! I can't wait.

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