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We believe strongly in leaving our campsite cleaner than we found it, which means our campsite cleanup crew gets everything clean.
Love watching you clean, Hu-Dad.
Because we have a long drive on Sunday, we pack most of our belongings in the S-RV Saturday evening. Typhoon was amused watching all of the work (it is that working breed that can appreciate work – especially if someone else is doing it).
What Typhoon did not anticipate is that he might personally be involved in the cleanup of the campsite. Mr. Touch Me Not was less impressed with the work when it reached him.
Don’t touch me with that mop!
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