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Camping trip
Sep. 20th, 2024 07:42 pmNegative on a crappy (but free!) rapid antigen test, just to check. Not that a negative on one of those means much.
Again, camping mid-week this time of year, not a lot of people around. But you never know.
The showers were the one-person ungendered style, the building has a bunch of doors on the outside, you go in, lock the door, there's a little changing area and then the shower. How long since the last person was in there? This time of year, probably a while. Don't really know, but every evening when I went into one the shower was dry, clearly it had been a while for the floor even to dry off.
I remember the camping trip nine years ago, when I was just first starting to explore being trans, and the campground at Harrington Beach was still very new. The pit toilets in the campground were ungendered, a locking door to a small room with both seat and urinal to choose from as you will. That felt really nice to me even though back then I was still comfortable just using the men's. The Mauthe Lake site is older and the toilets all the usual gendered pair, but these days that's comfortable to me because I'm a girl. Plus also there was almost nobody around. Although one time using the one in the shower building with flush toilets and hot and cold running water another woman did come in at the same time I was using it.
No one loves the pit toilets but there's electricity, they have electric fans pulling air out of the pit and sending it out the rooftop stack. Sometimes you'd feel a bit of airflow when you sit down. Keeps down the smells and flies and such.
Funny thing, the fan isn't loud but it isn't silent. The campgrounds were quiet, very few people (fun animal fact: The loudest animal is the human!) and depending on how loud the crickets were being, how much the birds were singing, in my camp site, sometimes, I could just faintly hear a sort of hum like some sort of machine. So faint sometimes I couldn't feel sure I was hearing a real sound, it could have been just imagination. I later figured out that the way the sites loop around, back behind my site, on the other side of the valley between, was the loop of the other set of sites, and the pit toilets. About 150 meters away according to my GPS measurements. It was that toilet fan I could just faintly hear!
My bed at home is a lot more comfortable than the little air pad on the ground in the tent (though I have slept on that same pad on the hardwood floor of a friend's place when she was moving and didn't have anything nicer set up yet for a visitor!) but it's weird hearing mostly cars instead of mostly insects! (fun animal fact: The loudest animal is the human!) It felt like the type of sound varied over the course of the night. I don't know if that's actually because of time or because of the temperature dropping with time. Or both. Feels like something that someone has studied in great detail, there's PhD projects in that field. But I'm over at the analytical biochemistry side of the biology field, cricket sounds is a whole different thing!
Again, camping mid-week this time of year, not a lot of people around. But you never know.
The showers were the one-person ungendered style, the building has a bunch of doors on the outside, you go in, lock the door, there's a little changing area and then the shower. How long since the last person was in there? This time of year, probably a while. Don't really know, but every evening when I went into one the shower was dry, clearly it had been a while for the floor even to dry off.
I remember the camping trip nine years ago, when I was just first starting to explore being trans, and the campground at Harrington Beach was still very new. The pit toilets in the campground were ungendered, a locking door to a small room with both seat and urinal to choose from as you will. That felt really nice to me even though back then I was still comfortable just using the men's. The Mauthe Lake site is older and the toilets all the usual gendered pair, but these days that's comfortable to me because I'm a girl. Plus also there was almost nobody around. Although one time using the one in the shower building with flush toilets and hot and cold running water another woman did come in at the same time I was using it.
No one loves the pit toilets but there's electricity, they have electric fans pulling air out of the pit and sending it out the rooftop stack. Sometimes you'd feel a bit of airflow when you sit down. Keeps down the smells and flies and such.
Funny thing, the fan isn't loud but it isn't silent. The campgrounds were quiet, very few people (fun animal fact: The loudest animal is the human!) and depending on how loud the crickets were being, how much the birds were singing, in my camp site, sometimes, I could just faintly hear a sort of hum like some sort of machine. So faint sometimes I couldn't feel sure I was hearing a real sound, it could have been just imagination. I later figured out that the way the sites loop around, back behind my site, on the other side of the valley between, was the loop of the other set of sites, and the pit toilets. About 150 meters away according to my GPS measurements. It was that toilet fan I could just faintly hear!
My bed at home is a lot more comfortable than the little air pad on the ground in the tent (though I have slept on that same pad on the hardwood floor of a friend's place when she was moving and didn't have anything nicer set up yet for a visitor!) but it's weird hearing mostly cars instead of mostly insects! (fun animal fact: The loudest animal is the human!) It felt like the type of sound varied over the course of the night. I don't know if that's actually because of time or because of the temperature dropping with time. Or both. Feels like something that someone has studied in great detail, there's PhD projects in that field. But I'm over at the analytical biochemistry side of the biology field, cricket sounds is a whole different thing!
