FoxTrot Classics by Bill Amend for August 09, 2018

well, “Skeeter Falls” surely wouldn’t come from cascades discovered by the twin sister of a Muppet named Scooter

Being the only campers at a campsite has to be a good thing, right?

We’re about to see some not so happy campers.

There was a bunch of us that used to go camping. I hated it. But I decided it was better to be miserable than lonely.

Went camping in Scotland and woke up looking like we had measles. We’re told that the midgies bit us during the night. They didn’t itch, just looked like we had measles.

Where did it come from? You really don’t want to know, Roger—-but I’m afraid you’re all going to find out very soon!

Is he their personal ranger because he’s rusty, or is he rusty because they don’t get very many campers?

Skeeter Davis?

My husband, as a Boy Scout, went camping at “Chigger Creek”. Not recommended.

Not for the skeet shooting, I have a feeling.

If I remember correctly, this story arc served for the title of a book collection.

We had to wear a head net like that when we visited Uluru in Australia. Should have had one when we visited the Everglades in Florida. We had to run from the visitors’ center to our car!

Same with Alaska in summer. After a few days camping, we all needed transfusions.

I know no matter where I go, skeeters always seem to love me. If anyone every suggests that I go to a place called Skeeter Falls, I’d have to say NO.

When I was in college and early days at Megacorp, I would do a yearly camping trip in the dead of winter. Fairly minimal supplies: a tarp, a ground cloth, two wool blankets, some rope, a saw, an ax, a hatchet, a knife, a cast iron skillet, a few cooking/eating implements, and food. If I wanted a tent I had to construct one, including whittling the stakes out of sticks.

I was usually the only camper at the state park I chose. No “skeeters” though.

“Skeeter Falls” where your camp fees are paid, not with $s, but by the fluid oz.

Guess…