Camping Saturday

Ford, UK
Pembroke Pines, Florida
Camper in Gdynia, Northern Poland.
Norway.
One job everybody hates… Gloves? Really?

11 thoughts on “Camping Saturday

  1. “Gloves? Really?”

    Damn straight. No matter how I flush the hose, try to drain all the liquid, slope it toward the septic connection, every single time I have to disconnect there’s at least one or two drops the seem to magically fall on my hands. Had a hose come-apart once too, nice times. Should’ve had a whole haz-mat suit then.

    • You can be the most fastidious and clean person in the world, and disconnecting the sewer hose will get you every time.

      Yes, gloves.

      • Bunch of wimps… Notice Igor how far that waste valve sticks out? I can see that disappearing on a curb, rock, tree, like a receiver sticking out, smacking your shin.

  2. The light in that tent is quite bright. I hope that it’s from electric or battery power, carbon monoxide poisoning is something that people generally only suffer from once.

  3. Yes, gloves.Those cheap blue things from Harbor Freight. Everybody does a spill now and then., I keep a bottle of bleach on hand just in case.

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