Friday, March 13, 2015

KOA KAMPGROUND, CANANDAIGUA, NY PART 1

 A long time ago in the 1950's I saw the Lucille Ball and Desi Arnez movie the Long, Long Trailer.  I told my my Mom on the way out that someday I would own a trailer.  Well forty years later, I bought a trailer and became a full time RVer.  I lived six months up here and six months in Florida.  While I was up here I ran my store.  When I went to Florida, I bought items to sell in my store.  When I came up north , I stayed at the KOA Kampground in Canandaigua, New York.  After Christmas I was coming back from Jean's and thought I would drive by to see it today.  Over the years, it hasn't changed much.  I really enjoyed that place.

Of course the first picture is their sign, the second is the office, general store, rest rooms, laundry and place where the manager lives. Fourth picture is of children's play area.  Next is the minature golf. Six is the game room.  Seven is the restaurant.  The next two are pictures of motorhomes and trailers that are there for winter storage.  Picture ten has storage items on there for the winter, but during camping time there are picnics, bands, and more.  On Sunday they have a religious service. if you would like to come.  Last picture is the little pond they have.  There are cabins around the pond.  If you don't have your own recreational vehicle, you can rent one of the cabins.  More on tomorrow.


11 comments:

Angela Tucker said...
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Angela Tucker said...

Good morning, Marilyn. The cabins at the pond is my favorite picture. So serene. I would love to wake up to that view!

Anonymous said...

Its wonderful you hung onto that dream.
It sounds like you had the ideal life.
Not something women did years ago.
jodie

New York State Of Mind said...

Good Morning Angela,
The cabins are a serene place. It is a beautiful view.

Marilyn

New York State Of Mind said...

Good Morning Jodie,
It was my dream. I really enjoyed that kind of life. Still think about maybe going back sometime. Most women didn't do it alone back then, but it is more popular now.

Marilyn

Vickie said...

Wow Marilyn! I did not know this about you. How neat. What kind of store did you have?

New York State Of Mind said...

Good Morning Vickie,
Oh, I ave some hidden secrets. Just kidding. I owned the Rock Shop. Sold beads, stones, etc to make jewelry from. I made custom jewelry that I sold. Also went to shows and bought Native American Indian jewelry to sell, and more. I really enjoyed having that store.

Marilyn

Tom said...

Ah, I never knew of your colorful, exciting past. Tom The Backroads Traveller

New York State Of Mind said...

Good Morning Tom,
I really enjoyed it, too.
Marilyn

Anonymous said...

Hi Marilyn, As a kid, my parents took us camping with a tent as often as we could. What fun(as a kid anyway)LOL! My husband+I tented also, and wound up with a small used travel trailer, followed by a little bigger used trailer, followed with a new trailer. We didn't literally travel with any of them, but had permanent sites, 1st at Fritz's Pond, then later at Brennan's Beach. It was a fun time then.
Blessings, Carol

New York State Of Mind said...

Hi Carol,
I had three trailers in one year. My first was a real little one. It rained one night and the water came in that something terrible. My Dad was on one side and a friend of his on the other trying to clog all those spaces. The second one I had swayed something terrible even with sway bars. First two were used one. Then, like in the movie, I saw it. It was the perfect travel trailer. I bought it in Florida but it was made in Pennsylvania. That one I bought new. I loved that trailer. The company Sun Line isn't in business anymore. Would love another trailer like the one I had. My poodle Niki was my camping buddy. She loved the trailer as much a I did. She loved being on the road, too. But if I were to start again, I would like a small, used motorhome. Think the trailer would be too much at my age. I can't afford a motorhome or trailer, but I can dream.

Blessings to you and yours,
Marilyn