The Agnew Family aboard the "Dog House"

Colin and Margaret needed to be back in Fairbanks today to pick up some papers that needed to signed, so it was goodbye hot springs hello city. We did squeeze one last visit to the rock pool in and it was wonderful. The drive into Fairbanks was uneventful but we did see a porcupine on the side of the road (no moose this time). We arrived at the campground in Fairbanks, checked in and walked over to look at the sites we were assigned. Hotdog pull through sites, this was going to be an easy set up. Margaret and I stayed at the sites and sat down at the picnic table while the guys went and got the trailers. The trailers were parked and Ed decided to move the picnic table. A moment later we heard a scream ..... Wet Paint!!!! followed by a lot of cursing. Margaret and I took a quick look at our bums and noticed that we had red paint streaks on the back of our jeans. Margaret and I hurried after Ed to the office. When we got there the women who worked at the campground were already sympathizing with him. Margaret and I simultaneous turned and showed them our butts. Everyone decided that I had gotten the worst of it .... what a contest to win! The paint of course was oil paint. I have to say that the manager was great, she made a phone call immediately and got permission to give us money to replace Ed’s shorts and Margaret and my jeans. As we returned to the site, the girl who had painted the picnic table was coming by to put a Wet Paint sign on it. Sorry no butt picture! The remainder of the day was spent doing fun things like laundry, trailer cleaning (finally time to rid the trailer of the Top of the World dust, taking the trucks for service and groceries. A fun day all round.


Mail boxes along the Chena Hot Springs Road.