Red River Valley Campground

Even with WiFi at Madison Campground, once Sparky was settled, there wasn’t much to do, so I went to bed around 9:30.  Even though it was 38o F at night, the electric heater kept it warm enough.  I woke up around 3:30 am, and didn’t think I’d go back to sleep.  On this mission, driving and sleeping  were the only productive activities, so I decided to leave for Fargo.

The campground in Fargo didn’t take reservations, so that might not work out.  I took a hot shower, since there may not get another chance for a while.

Along with no campground reservation, I expected a shit-show in Fargo.  Horus is not a practical man and we were picking up his stuff from his ex-girlfriend’s place, so it wouldn’t be simple.

Three hours away, I called Horus to let him know when I’d be in, and he texted the address of the apartment where he was temporarily staying.

By 1:30 pm, I met up with Horus.  He had broken up with the ex, but they were still friendly.  She wouldn’t be available until after 5 pm, so we decided to check out the campground.  I’d prefer to tow the trailer to her house to load up, but setting up camp in daylight was appealing.

The campground looked like the photo above, but with no RV’s, office, grass, people or restrooms.  It was a gravel lot with a few electricity posts.  It looked too shady, so we didn’t stay there.

My cosmopolitan niece had told me that she couldn’t find an open campground, but maybe she was slacking.  She wasn’t.  It was much colder and desolate in Fargo than I had anticipated.  The only campground that nephew Horus and I could find was a Sheyenne Oaks RV park about 45 miles away.  We booked a spot.

Sheyenne Oaks is very nice.  It’s a place where bring their horses to camp.  There are corrals, pines, barns, and little streams.  Sheyenne Oaks looks like this, but with the tree leaves down.   It took two dirt roads to get there, but they had hot showers.  I have no idea what this place costs.

After setting up the camper, we drove to the ex’s apartment.  As we waited for her to arrive, Horus’s Iphone was dying and we didn’t have a cord to charge it, so he used mine to text her.  My phone displayed a “Moisture detected, can’t charge” message, with 9% battery left.  With both phones dead, we waited for the ex.  She arrived about an hour later than we expected.

She seemed nice enough, but everything wasn’t settled.  The ex pointed out that Horus had neglected to bring boxes for his books and belongings.  They also hadn’t decided who gets what, so that was uncomfortable.  I took a milk crate of albums down to my truck and stayed there.

A practical person would have boxed up all of his stuff, and had it staged in one accessible place so we could load it and get out without a departure scene, but this was close to what was anticipated.

On a positive note, Horus didn’t complain about me not helping with the load up and he didn’t insist on telling me about the fraught relationship.

Back at Sheyenne Oaks, Horus arranged the cargo as I ate prison salad. 

On the way, we stopped so Horus could pick up a cable to charge his phone.  Nothing I did with my phone helped. 

It went down to 28o F, and the electric heater only got the interior up to about 65o F.  The ex had confiscated the comforter, so Horus had a cold night with only his coat and cotton blanket. 

By 7 am, we were showered and ready to head down to Wisconsin Dells.  This is a nice state park in a resort area, so I’m looking forward to setting up camp and having the next day free to take some hikes with Sparky.