Our favorite Arkansas camp (without water) was Devil's Den just South of Fayetteville. We spent many Thanksgiving's there.
However, there are two winter camps that I remember more particularly. The first was Lake Catherine, check it out:
It's near Hot Springs and it does not look so intimidating there. However, I did call it 3 mile island because it has a hydro electric plant on it. Now imagine it's January, it's sleeting, it's 30 degrees, the family is in a tent, yes a tent with no heater and absolutely NO ONE ELSE IN THE PARK...and Jim Ruffin does not want to leave. Clif and I spent most of the time in the bath house which had a heater. Sleet had stuck so much to the roof of the tent, the whole roof was solidified. I think Scooter, the Yorkshire Terrier, was still with us then and he was outraged. Finally, Clif said, "Daddy, please, can we go home?" We packed up and and the roads were so bad, we ended up having a flat in Hot Springs on the way home. Clif and I were terrified, a trauma that took weeks to get over. I don't do crises well.
Then there was the time we were at Lake Ouachita, also in the tent, and it started snowing.
That wasn't bad but the boy scouts were there trying to earn badges and even they left because it was snowing so hard. Jim said he was going to the bath house for a shower. When he got back from the bath house, there was 4 inches of snow on the ground. The dog (Sampson) had a great time. We finally packed up and left but the animals and the snow were the only ones left to say goodbye.
Weekend coming up, SEC Championship, dreaded, yet looking forward to pinestraw duty, the leg is almost healed. Let's get cracking...I'm thankful for my many blessings...
Ruffinism for the day: Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful. ~ Norman Vincent Peale