Zoom Comes to the Campfire

[tlhdoc]

I have 48 things to do and I am playing this game.

[brainpause]

zoooom

[AustinBoston]

I am fast approaching (have a few years yet, but it's coming) that half-century mark.  That time when you are not old, but not quite middle-aged any more.  Fifty seems such an awkward age; not old enough to be counted among the wise, but not young enough to be counted with those with the latest education.

[chip]

hey!  I resemble that age and will soon be 51...

[brainpause]

52...

[AustinBoston]

"Which campground was it?" he thought to himself.  He knew he was in site number 53, but he could not remember which camp ground.  "Gotta spend more time thinking, and less time rushing," he mumbled to himself.  "Gotta go camping."

[tlhdoc]

...I also know it is 54 miles from my home to the campground...

[chip]

In a couple of weeks, we are going to zoom out and pick up the new popup.

[tlhdoc]

Then zoom on up the road to French Creek SP in PA and camp with us!:)

[AustinBoston]

I'd love to join you as well, but I'd rather zoom on down to North Carolina to be with my Granddaughter!

[tlhdoc]

There are only 58 days left in this years camping season and so many places to camp.  Where shall I go?

[chip]

Well, you could wend your way to 59* 52' 43.18 N, 71* 18' 53.40 W, but that looks like somewhere in the middle of some rather cold water just South of Nuuk, Greenland.

[tlhdoc]

It would take more than 60 days for me to get there.

[ChisholmTrail-er]

We're at 61?  The big six-won?

Nuuk, nuuk, nuuk.
 :p

[AustinBoston]

I've nevedr driven on Interstate 62.  Chances are, neither have you.