Olive You, Creek.
28 August 2009I haven’t had my tent out (except to air it and check it for holes) in a very long time. So sad. So on Girls’ Night Out at The Oven last week, when Kelly Jo invited me out to Olive Creek for a night, you know I said yes. (Actually, there may have been an expletive or two in there as well, just to show my enthusiasm.)
Olive Creek has several camping areas and we stayed over on the East side. Nice for sunset, but brutal that afternoon with no shade!
Hot on the water, no smoke yet.
About a dozen of us showed up – friends, family, random stragglers (like me) and it turned out to be a really fun mix. A few of us stayed behind while the larger group took the Winnebago back into ‘town’ to the ‘bar’. Had a nice neighbor, played some games, listened to music, fished, cooked hella lotta food, and slept like a baby. And we left it clean as a whistle. Great, great time. Thanks for having me!
My bestest girl!
Olive Creek is about 30 miles SW of Lincoln – in the same general area as Wagon Train, Stagecoach, Blue Stem and a few other smaller lake spots to camp. I’ve never been there when it was packed, but there were far more people out there this weekend than most of us had ever seen. Even folks boating in spite of the blue-green algae warnings. Cost was $7 per camping unit (a tent or camper is a unit) and there was an outhouse near our site. Park personnel were great and even brought us back the dollar we’d overpaid for our two tents. Nice. I’d have given those guys some s’mores…if we hadn’t eaten all of them.
