Santee Lakes
When we drove into Sante Lakes Park last Wednesday the guard said we might not want to leave. We had reserved a week, now we're here for two. Last Wednesday I was two days into a cold that wanted to move from nose to throat to nose to eyes, etc. I didn't feel too bad, but just went downhill from there. By Saturday I had laryngitis and Sunday a good deep bronchial cough. It's always the same! Today I'm on the mend, thanks to my "nurse" Jim, and finally I'll be able to enjoy this place.
I think the weather here in Santee is perfect. I checked the averages and the highs go from 68-89 and the lows from 40-60. The "lakes" are actually recycled water from the Padre Dam Water District and are stocked for fishing. They are really more like large ponds but taken together provide lots of water activity. There's a lot of landscaping friendly to birds and the park claims 175 varieties. I put up the bird feeder but only one bird found me so far.
The memorable thing about this park is the coyote party that starts right at sunset. With the time change we start hearing them at 4:45. I swear they sound like they're right outside. The first night I had to open the door and listen because it sounded like people laughing and shouting, then I thought it was cats fighting. It's a really weird sound. It doesn't go on constantly, maybe half a dozen times during the dark hours. People say it's when they catch something to eat they gather to celebrate!
The park has several different campground areas. There are smaller ones on the water with trees, larger ones with ramadas and trees and then huge ones like ours with new landscaping and tiny trees. Mr. Moto, our satellite, loves this. The "loop" we're in is quite full and the snowbirds love it because each site has lots of space.
This morning I had enough energy to do a little something so we packed up the laundry and Jim was going to drive me over to do laundry where I can just sit and read while he vacuumed the house. But the car didn't start! The park ranger gave us a jump, I went to babysit the laundry while my "nurse" cleaned the house....all the while the car is running to recharge.
A new battery was purchased this afternoon and installed with the help of kibbitzing neighbors. The linens are changed, the laundry folded and put away and I finished my book. (There go the coyotes again!)
Santee is about seven miles east of Interstate 15 and 20 miles northeast of San Diego. There's good shopping and services, great weather and friendly people. We still have our sightseeing to do here so who knows...maybe we won't leave.