When I was younger, we had a camper for about six months. Unfortunately, it got torn to pieces by a tornado and we were out of a camper for good. But, while we had it, I remember going to this campground a couple of times and one time sticks out particularly in my mind. It was one summer when I was probably about 10 or 11 and I remember having my cousin there with me. (The one mentioned in a previous post). We had our bikes there with us and we rode them around the campground, which was pretty small, but for us it was huge. We also rolled down this really steep hill and got super dizzy, which is always a fond memory of mine. We also met an older couple who had two dogs that we loved to go over and play with numerous times throughout our stay at the campground. Even though I only went there a couple of times as a child, I still drive by it and get hit with a huge wave of nostalgia and memories of my childhood.
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