What a difference!

What a difference a day makes!! Woke to the patter of rain on my little tent-bed roof. Oh, no! Packing up in the rain. We checked radar and timed our take down to a break in the weather and that worked fine. Headed on up the coast to Ellsworth and then turned north to the wilderness. It was not long in coming, believe me. We turned onto a new "highway" that more resembled a goat path. It was barely paved and what there was seemed determined to become unpaved. So glad we had stowed everything and tied it down with all the bumping. This went on for about an hour I guess, and then we came to highway 9 to the east. A two lane but smooth road with wide shoulders. But gosh, there is just nothing out there but blueberry barrens. For miles and miles we saw only one diner and one gas station. Finally, as we approached the area of our campground we saw another diner and stopped for lunch. They had very good food and television (inexplicably turned to the financial channel) and cell phone service.
The person at the campground told me that it was "right on 9." Wrong, it was 2 miles down a side road. When we arrived, they told us to drive around and see where we wanted to park. It is like a glorified trailer park. I guess this is a fishing camp of sorts as it is on a lake, that we can barely see if we drive down and peek between the trailers. It is not all that junky, but when you have a lot of long termers close in, their stuff seems to be everywhere. We found a parking lot type pull through with plenty of blank space on both sides of us, so it isn't horrible. As we were setting up, we were assaulted with hordes of flying things that I never identified, but oddly, we have not seen any since. (I am not complaining) We did have to set up in a drizzly rain and it has continued the remainder of the evening on and off but there is a promise of sun tomorrow. No pretty things to photograph today...just rain swept barrens. We have no cable, no phone and barely internet, but we have sewer! So I do not have to go to the questionable bathhouse.
Everything in the camper has to do double duty. After dinner, the first thing you do it clean the stove, so you can fold in the grease guards and put the top down because that is where the dish drainer goes. Then you clean off the table so it can go back to being a computer desk. The center bars that hold the tent beds up become towel racks or hanging racks for drying laundry. The large cutting board goes from being extra counter top to a printer stand. The beds are storage bins during the day and then all that stuff goes on the sofa or dinette during the night. I have to wonder how messy people ever can camp. It is a challenge sometimes even if you are organized. We are fortunate to have the Suburban as a garage/closet/pantry.
To those who wondered how long we could get along in this tight space, we had our first spat today on day 19. Pretty good, I think.