Day 13, Coulee Dam
We left early from Wallace. Yesterday there was a mix up with our reservation. While we were on the bike trail I got 5 voice messages that I didn't get u til after 2:30. Apparently there was someone scheduled to come in to the site we were occupying. To make a long story short, it was their mistake and when I finally got through to them, the owner said she would take care of it. We stopped by the office and spoke with the woman there and tried to sort it out. The family wars put in space 6. We were in 4 and the brother and sister in law of 6 were in 5 camping together for a week. They asked if we would consider moving. I said
no. That would mean pulling down, setting up and pulling down the next day. We knew we were leaving early, so did t see what the big deal was. Well.......when we got back to our site., the driveway was blocked off but the R was able to get around the trailer with an ATV. Almost as soon as we landed a big burly man came out challenging us saying "The people in 6 expect you to move!". Nothing like a polite introduction. I responded in my usual tactless manner "well we aren't moving, the manager said she had worked it out". Blah blah blah and off he stomped to tell his SIL that we were not moving. Then the bulldog appears, angry, hostile and rude. I can't recall the nastiness that she spewed, but I knew enough this was going to deteriorate. The owner showed up and asked for our receipt, which we gave her. Here was the problem. So as we were talking and trying to sort out why we were charged for someone else at Creekside 4 rather than roadside 4, the Bulldog came over and said "I don't appreciate not being included in conversations that involve me!" Well, well well.....I informed her that this did not involve her, to which she began arguing (with me, no less). Not a good scene. The owner was trying to get her under control. She had been nasty with them earlier on and also after they had eaten at the restaurant. I knew I needed to get away. So I went to the restaurant patio to start my blog. SHE Followed me. Apparently she went back to Tony and demanded where the owner had gone. He told her she would be back to,speak to her in a bit. I was boiling. In the end we didn't move and left very early this morning. They had one of those massive RVs that you drive (aka a Class A RV) that requires very little to set up compared to what we do (albeit we have it down to 30"). And to think we would have to do it 3 times in less than 18 hours made no sense. I expected them to pull a shot gun on us. They looked the type. From SD which we noted only after we pulled out. After we got on the road we got a call from the office asking us to stop by to give us a credit for the second night, we were already out of the town and on I-90. We told them not to worry, blah,blah blah. Apologies from them etc, hope we would come back blah blah blah. Very nice management.
Getting back to our day. We had to drive back to Montana to get tickets and get to the start of the trail. It is located at a ski resort. The helpers are very helpful despite off we went with our sag wagon tickets to get us back after the 15 mile ride.
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