Camp Spoiled

This is not to say that any particular camp has been spoiled.  This is to say that it is possible to be spoiled by a camp.  In a previous post, I lamented the horrors of having a lot of hilly terrain to cover.  You know what?  I should just shut my face.  Recently, my game tried out a new camp that no lie, is a 20-minute walk from PC Town to the Inn.  It's a gorgeous campsite, with the exception that the game needs to watch its volume at certain points as the site abuts a snobby residential area (and a lake, across which those bloodcurdling 3am screams carry quite well), but god forbid you forget something somewhere, because it is going to take you forever to go back and retrieve it.

This makes for fantastic opportunities for the NPCs however, as there are literally thousands of spots from which to ambush PCs.

(Bastards.)

We probably won't be going there again any time very soon, as Dec. and March events are already booked at the one reliable winter camp in the area, and we aren't having events in Jan. and Feb.  I'm kindof meh about the site.  I love it because it is beautiful, and spread out enough that you can get up to some serious hijinks, if that is your cuppa.  I hate it because it is so spread out, and it is exhausting to get around, so everyone tends to cluster around the Inn for hours and hours, and you lose the will to go anywhere.  The ground is very sandy (hello, Pine Barrens!) so it can be tiresome to walk through, but it's also perfect for sneaking up on people or creeping through the woods to get away from things.  There is one trail that apparently leads to the Actual Middle of Nowhere.  Seriously, the ranger on duty told us to not even bother going 10 feet down the thing, as nobody who isn't the ranger has ever gone down it and found their way back without the aid of a search party and dogs.  Also, there is an issue with showers being some distance away, and I know I'm old and all, but if it's 102 degrees out and humid, I want a shower every day.  Possibly two.  And I don't want to have to get all sweaty and nasty walking back to my cabin after having a lovely cold shower.  I just don't.