Log Cabin Resort and RV Park

“My Weekend at White Oak Shores RV Resort: Calm Water, Good Neighbors, and a Few Mosquitoes”

I took our 32-foot travel trailer to White Oak Shores RV Resort in late May. My husband came, the kids came, and our old beagle, Daisy, snored the whole drive. We wanted water, space, and a place where we could slow down. You know what? We got most of that.

Getting There and Checking In

The park sits on the White Oak River, a short hop to Swansboro and about 25 minutes from Emerald Isle. We rolled in on a Friday at 3:10 p.m. The office was small but tidy. Ms. Linda checked us in with a smile and a paper map. She circled our site and warned me, “Mosquitoes get bold at dusk.” Noted. If you decide to split your stay between the resort and an in-town base, the By the Bridge cottages in Swansboro sit right on the water and keep you close to downtown shops.

She also told me the pool hours (9 a.m.–8 p.m.), where the boat ramp sits, and that quiet hours start at 10 p.m. It felt friendly, like someone’s aunt was running the front desk.

Our Site (B12) and Hookups

We had back-in site B12. Gravel pad. Two shade trees that actually gave shade, not just tree shadows that miss your rig by a foot. The site was pretty level; I needed two Lynx blocks on the passenger side, which is normal for us.

Hookups: 30/50 amp, water, and sewer.
Voltage: My little meter showed 120–121v at noon and 119v at 7 p.m., with the A/C humming.
Water pressure: 55 psi on my gauge. I still used a regulator.
Pedestal: Newer-looking, with a clean cover. Breakers snapped firm.

We had a sliver of river view if I stood by the picnic table and leaned a bit to the left. A row of tall pines kept the wind down. I liked that. The kids liked that there was just enough space to throw a foam football without scaring the neighbors.

The Water Stuff (Where Time Slows Down)

This park shines near the water. There’s a private boat ramp and a long dock that has a wide “T” at the end. On Saturday at sunrise, I carried coffee down there in a travel mug. A blue heron stared at me like I owed it rent. The water is brackish, so you can smell a hint of salt when the tide yanks it in.

We launched our two kayaks from the little sandy edge by the ramp. The current pushed, but not crazy. We paddled past a string of reed beds, and my son spotted two jumping mullet and one turtle that kept popping up like a prank. Back at the dock, a guy named Wes was catching small croaker on cut shrimp. He let my daughter reel one in. That made her day.

If you have a small skiff or a jon boat, this place makes sense. The dock gets busy in the morning but not wild. Everyone seemed polite and sort of unhurried, which felt rare.

Pool, Playground, and the “Is the Wi-Fi Real?” Question

Pool: Clean, not huge. On Saturday at 4 p.m., it had five kids, three dads, and a float shaped like a donut. Water felt cool, not cold.
Playground: A simple set—swings, a slide, and a climbing dome that squeaked a bit. My kids gave it “fine” which translates to “We’ll use it for 15 minutes then ask for snacks.”
Bathhouse: I peeked and tried one shower stall. It was bright and smelled like lemon cleaner. Hot water in 20 seconds. The floor stayed dry by the door but got splashy near the drains. Bring shower shoes.
Laundry: Four washers, four dryers when I checked Sunday morning. $2 each. I ran one load of towels, and it took 48 minutes to wash, 60 to dry. Bring quarters. The change machine was “out” that morning.
Wi-Fi: It worked fine for emails and a short YouTube clip at noon. It crawled at 8 p.m. when everyone was streaming. I hotspotted off Verizon then—three bars and steady.

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The People Vibe

A good mix: weekend families like us, plus a chunk of seasonal folks with tidy lawns and porch lights that look like little lighthouses. On Saturday night, someone made peach cobbler in a Dutch oven and waved us over. You can’t plan that. It felt like camping years ago, before everyone sat behind screens. Quiet hours were real. I heard low voices, a far-off laugh, then crickets.

What I Loved

The dock at sunrise. Simple and lovely.
Stable power and water. No guessing.
Friendly staff and neighbors who actually say hi.
Close to the beach but not beach chaos. We drove to Emerald Isle for two hours, ate shrimp baskets, and came back calm.

What Bugged Me (A Little)

Mosquitoes at dusk. They clock in like it’s their job. Bring spray and maybe a Thermacell. We used both.
Some sites have tight turns with trees right at the edge. I watched a fifth-wheel take two tries. Go slow, and you’ll be fine.
Wi-Fi at night is meh. Plan on a hotspot if you must stream.
Laundry change machine was empty on Sunday morning. I know—that’s small. But wet towels are loud.

Small, Real Moments That Stuck

Daisy found a patch of sun by the picnic table and snored so hard a chickadee jumped.
My son measured a crab with a tape and whispered, “He’s short,” then let it go like a pro.
I met a retired Marine who told me the best time to fish this river is right before a summer storm. He was right; the water felt alive before a little squall.

Quick Tips If You’re Going

Ask for a site along the river row if you want a view. We liked B12, but B18 had a better angle.
Bring bug spray, water shoes, and quarters for laundry.
If you’re hauling a big rig, call ahead and ask which sites have the widest swing.
Hit Swansboro for dinner. The waterfront is sweet and close, and the hush puppies taste like summer. For a plate of shrimp and grits that locals swear by, try the Saltwater Grill overlooking the river.

Who It’s For

Families who want water time and calm nights.
Boaters and kayak folks.
Pet owners who like shade and easy walks.

It’s less ideal if you need blazing fast Wi-Fi, a huge playground, or a park that runs like a theme park. This one hums soft. It suits people who like coffee on a dock and the sound of a screen door.

Bottom Line

White Oak Shores RV Resort gave us a slow, happy weekend. The water felt close. The sites worked. The staff cared. Bring bug spray, a sense of ease, and maybe a fishing rod. I left with clean towels, tired kids, and sand in my shoes—which is how I know it was good.

If your travels eventually point west toward the Tennessee mountains, Log Cabin Resort and RV Park offers a peaceful lakeside atmosphere that mirrors the unhurried spirit we found here.

Victoria Palms RV Resort: My Warm, Busy Winter Stop in Donna, Texas

Here’s the thing: I’m Kayla, I travel in a 34-foot Class A with a small Jeep. I spent five weeks at Victoria Palms RV Resort this past winter. I went for the pool and sun. I stayed because the place stays busy in a good way.
If you’d like an expanded play-by-play of the stay—including extra photos and a daily journal—check out my in-depth review of Victoria Palms RV Resort over on the Log Cabin Resort blog right here.

You know what? It felt like a small town with palm trees and pickleball.

What I’ll Cover

Check-in and my site
Pool, courts, and the packed activity calendar
Internet, laundry, and little things that matter
Day trips and food you shouldn’t skip
What I loved, what bugged me, and tips to save you time

Rolling In: Smooth Start, Friendly Faces

Check-in was easy. The gate guard smiled, handed me a map, and an escort led me to our spot. Roads are wide, but a few turns get tight near tall palms. I took it slow. No stress.

I heard a little highway hum at night. Not loud, just a soft whoosh like white noise. If you need silence, ask for a site deeper in the park.

My Site: Level Pad, Full Hookups, Almost No Shade

Our pull-through had full hookups (50 amp, water, sewer). The concrete pad was pretty level. I still tossed a couple Lynx blocks under the front tires, out of habit. Voltage stayed steady. Water pressure ran strong. Bring a regulator. I used my Camco one and felt fine.

Space between rigs is meh. Patio side felt open. Curb side felt close. Tall palms look great, but they don’t make much shade in winter. Sun on the patio was lovely at 4 p.m., though. That’s happy hour time.

Pool Time: Yes, It’s Heated (And Big)

The pool is huge and warm. I did water aerobics at 9 a.m. three times a week. The instructor kept it fun. The hot tubs hit that sweet spot—hot but not scalding. Towels stay dry if you bring your own. Shade seats go fast, so show up five minutes early.

Pickleball, Shuffleboard, And “Wait, Is That Line Dancing?”

I didn’t plan to play pickleball. Then I played every morning for a week. Courts are popular. Sign-up sheets filled up by breakfast. People were kind to beginners. I brought my paddle, but the office had loaners too.

Other stuff I joined:

Line dancing in the ballroom. My calves complained, my face did not.
Shuffleboard with a couple from Ontario. We laughed the whole time.
A card game night for Hand and Foot. I lost. Twice. Still fun.
A craft fair in the ballroom. Quilts, woodwork, salsa, you name it.

By the way, they do a lot of music nights. Country, old rock, some conjunto. Folks sing along. It feels homey.

Laundry, Showers, And Mail: The Not-So-Glowy Bits

Laundry rooms were clean. Most machines took quarters; a few took cards. Bring extra quarters, since the change machine ran dry on a busy Saturday. Showers in the main bathhouse had good pressure and hot water that didn’t bail on me.

Mail room handled my Amazon boxes. I wrote my name and site on the label and got text alerts. Easy. Packages pile up near holidays, so pick up fast.

Internet: Here’s The Honest Scoop

Park Wi-Fi worked best by the clubhouse. At my site, it lagged. I used my Verizon phone as a hotspot and saw 20–35 Mbps most days. T-Mobile was all over the place. My Starlink worked when I parked the dish past the palms; tall fronds can block the sky. I sometimes used my WeBoost when calls got weak indoors.

Not perfect, not terrible. Good enough for Netflix at night and work emails by day.

Pets And Tiny Pokes: Goat Heads Are Real

Dog park? Small but fine. The real issue was goat head stickers in some grassy spots. I put Pawz boots on my mutt for longer walks and watched for fire ants after rain. We stuck to the paved loop when the ground looked rough.

Food And Day Trips: Don’t Skip These

This is the Rio Grande Valley. Tacos rule. I went for breakfast tacos at a tiny spot in Weslaco—potato, egg, and chorizo. Simple. Perfect. Also, H-E-B is close and has fresh tortillas, which can make a bad day good.

Birders, listen up:

Estero Llano Grande State Park: We saw a green jay and a great kiskadee in one hour. Bring binoculars. (Get the official scoop on trails and bird sightings here.)
Santa Ana National Wildlife Refuge: Easy trails, lots of shade. I heard chachalacas before I saw them. (Curious about the surrounding state-managed area? Check out details here.)

On a weekday, I walked over the bridge to Nuevo Progreso for dental consults and lunch. Take your passport, go mid-morning, and keep it simple. Most folks call it an easy day trip. I agree.

South Padre Island is a longer haul, about an hour and change. Worth it if you like empty winter beaches, wind, and a fried shrimp basket.

Who Stays Here? Winter Texans, New Friends

This is a 55+ vibe park, and it shows in the best way. Folks from Minnesota, Iowa, and Ontario welcomed us like neighbors. Potlucks, coffee hours, and stories about old RVs—my kind of crowd. Quiet hours were kept. E-bikes buzzed by in the afternoon, slow and polite.

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Price And Value: What I Paid

We stayed five weeks in January and paid a monthly rate around the mid-$600s, plus electric. For the pool, the events, and the location, I felt good about it. Nightly rates add up quick, so longer stays make more sense here.

What I Loved

Big, warm pool and friendly hot tubs
So many activities—pickleball, dance nights, cards, crafts
Easy base for birding and tacos (seriously, the tacos)
Staff that smiled and actually helped
Clean grounds; palm trees sway like a screensaver

What Bugged Me

Road noise near the front section
Goat head stickers—watch those dog paws
Laundry gets busy on weekends
Wi-Fi is fine near the clubhouse, weak at some sites
Shade is thin; the sun can roast your patio by noon

Quick Tips From My Rig To Yours

Ask for a site deeper in the park if you’re noise shy.
Bring a water pressure regulator and surge protector.
Pack pool shoes; deck gets hot.
Book pickleball early; lanes fill fast.
If you stream a lot, plan for your own internet.
For dogs, carry tweezers and booties. Thank me later.

Final Take

Victoria Palms is a busy, sunny, people-forward resort. If you’re mapping out future stays, bookmark Log Cabin Resort and RV Park for a serene waterfront stop that pairs nicely with the bustle of Victoria Palms. When you’re ready for calm water, good neighbors, and only a few mosquitoes, my recap of a laid-back weekend at White Oak Shores RV Resort will give you the perfect next destination idea.

The small stuff—like stickers and a little road hum—didn’t ruin my stay.

Would I come back? Yep. I’d ask for a quieter loop, bring extra quarters, and meet my friends at the pool by nine. That’s the move.

A Long Weekend at 49er Village RV Resort, Plymouth, CA

I spent three nights at 49er Village RV Resort with my husband, our two kids, and our goofy dog, Juno. We pulled our 30-foot trailer in on a Friday around sunset. The light hit the pond, ducks waddled by, and my kids yelled, “Can we go swim now?” That set the tone—busy, pretty, and kind of charming.

Pulling In and Setting Up (With Minor Drama)

Check-in took five minutes. The gate host handed us a map and a parking pass, then waved us through with a little grin like, “You got this.” Roads are paved but a bit tight when folks park big trucks just so. I took the turn wide and still clipped a low branch with the awning arm. No damage, but my heart did a jump.

Our site was a back-in near the pond—gravel pad, full hookups, and a small concrete patio. The hookups were in the right spot for once. Sewer cap didn’t wobble. Water pressure felt strong (I still used the regulator). Electric was steady at 50 amp, but our neighbor’s pedestal tripped once. Maintenance came in 10 minutes and reset it. They checked ours too, just to be safe. Small thing, but it mattered.

Shade was a plus in the afternoon. Morning sun hit straight on, so coffee was warm and fast. Picnic table was clean, not sticky—which is rare. Fire rules were “propane only” while we were there, and that felt fair. It was dry and breezy that weekend.

Pools, Hot Tubs, and “Everyone We Know Is Here”

Yes—two pools, two hot tubs. The family pool was packed on Saturday mid-day: floaties, cannonballs, the whole scene. We came back after dinner and it was way calmer. The water was warm, not too chlorinated. The hot tub near the quiet pool had adults reading and nodding like, “Yep, this is the good stuff.” No lifeguards, so keep an eye on your little ones. If calm water and friendly neighbors are your thing, my recent stay at White Oak Shores RV Resort proved those vibes are alive and well on the Carolina coast. Solo travelers hoping to strike up a friendly chat—poolside or later on the dating apps—might want a few clever conversation starters in their back pocket; grab inspiration from these fun and effective Tinder pick-up lines at JustBang’s curated guide to keep the banter rolling long after you towel off. Those venturing farther north who’d prefer an in-person meetup rather than another swipe can browse the local classifieds at Backpage Gresham for up-to-date listings of nightlife events and single-friendly hangouts, making it easy to sync your travel itinerary with real-world social opportunities.

The bathhouse by the pool was a win. Clean floors, stocked paper, good water pressure. And the showers stayed hot. I’ve been in parks where the water laughs and goes cold in two minutes. This wasn’t that.

Wi-Fi, Noise, and Actual Sleep

The park Wi-Fi did email and web. It groaned at streaming around 7 p.m. We switched to Verizon hot spot and watched a movie just fine. T-Mobile was spotty near the pond, at least on my phone. Not a shock in the foothills.

Quiet hours were posted, and a ranger did roll-by checks. But you’ll still hear weekend noise—kids biking, people grilling, ducks arguing with geese (loud). I slept with a fan and it was okay. The sprinklers hit our picnic bench one morning at 5 a.m. and I shot up like I heard a snake. Funny after the fact, not during.

The Little Conveniences That Make Life Easy

Laundry: Clean room, card and quarters, hot dryers. I did two loads on Sunday morning and didn’t have to wait.
Store/Café: We grabbed a bag of ice, a fuse we needed, and a coffee. On Saturday, the café had pancakes and burritos. The burrito was heavy in a good way. They also sold local wine, which was a nice touch for this area.
Playground and Games: The playground got used hard by my kids. They tried bocce because “the balls look fancy.” It was cute until a duck tried to join.
Dog Area: Juno ran loops in the small dog run, then did a long stroll around the pond. Watch for goose poop near the edge. It’s… a lot.

Location: Wine, Flowers, Small-Town Good

Here’s the thing—this park shines because of where it sits. Plymouth is the front door to the Shenandoah Valley wineries. We drove five minutes to Helwig for a tasting on the deck (Helwig Winery). Andis was close too, with a friendly staff and smooth pours. We kept it mellow and grabbed a sandwich from town.

If you want a fancy dinner, Taste in Plymouth is worth it. Make a reservation. We didn’t, and we ended up with takeout from the market. No shame in that, but still. Sutter Creek is a short drive—cute shops, good coffee, and a lazy Sunday feel.

We also popped by the Amador Flower Farm (official site). Even if you don’t garden, it’s a nice walk. Kids chased dragonflies while I pretended I know plants.

Road-trippers looking to string together a few memorable campgrounds could head north afterward and spend a night at the Log Cabin Resort & RV Park, where pine views and waterfront sites reset the vibe. And if you find yourself chasing sunshine farther south when the seasons change, the Victoria Palms RV Resort in Donna, Texas serves up palm-lined streets, jam sessions, and enough winter activities to keep restless travelers busy.

Staff, Vibes, and One Odd Duck

The staff was solid—present but not bossy. The grounds team waved to my kids every time they zoomed past on scooters. A ranger chatted with me about burn bans and told me which loop gets the best fall color. People looked happy to be there. Lots of families. Lots of folks who come every year for harvest season.

Odd thing? The ducks act like tiny park rangers who demand snacks. Signs say don’t feed them. I didn’t. They still stared me down. It felt like a negotiation.

What I Liked

Two pools and two hot tubs—great split for families and quiet time
Clean restrooms and steady hot water
Shade at many sites; pond views are sweet
Easy drive to wineries and Sutter Creek
On-site store saves a run for little stuff (fuses! ice!)
Friendly staff who handle problems fast

What Bugged Me

Sites can be tight; some turns are tricky with a big rig
Weekend crowds get loud around the pool area
Wi-Fi slows at night—plan a hot spot if you need streaming
Sprinklers at dawn… and the geese are, um, chatty
Not cheap on weekends; some dates have a two-night minimum

Who Will Love It (And Who Might Not)

Families who want pools, a playground, and easy errands
Couples aiming for a wine weekend without a long drive each day
Dog owners who like morning loops and shade

If you want wide-open space and absolute quiet, this isn’t your spot. It’s more social than serene. Think “resort campground” instead of “boondock bliss.”

My Bottom Line

I’d stay here again—especially midweek in spring or fall. It hits that sweet spot: clean, friendly, and close to the fun stuff. It’s not perfect. But it’s easy to like, and it made our quick trip feel full.

My score: 4 out of 5. And yes, I’d bring extra towels for the night swim, skip feeding the ducks, and book dinner at Taste a week ahead. Learned my lesson.

—Kayla Sox

My Honest Stay at Mt. Hood Village RV Resort (Welches, OR)

I spent four nights here with my 32-foot trailer, two kids, and our dog, Pepper. June sun. Cool nights. Tall trees. You know what? It felt like a forest hug with hookups.

If you’d like even more detail (plus a heap of photos), check out my full review with extra photos that I posted on the Log Cabin Resort & RV Park blog.

The quick snapshot

Dates: mid-June, Monday to Friday
Rig: 32' travel trailer, half-ton tow
Site: back-in near a walking path to the river
Rate: about $68 a night with taxes
Goal: a mix of work, hikes, and s’mores

Check-in and first look

The gatehouse staff smiled and moved fast. Two forms, two stickers, and we were in. The roads are wide. My nerves dropped. Big pines and cedars line the loops. It smells like rain and sap. The park sits off Highway 26, so the front gets some road sound. Farther back, it’s quiet.
If you want the resort’s official amenity list or to reserve a spot, the page on rvonthego.com is an easy starting point.

My site and setup

Our spot was long and pretty level. I set the chocks, dropped the tongue, and hit the auto-level. Shore power worked first try. Water pressure was steady. Sewer cap fit tight with no wobble on the elbow. I love when gear just works.

The site pad was gravel with a picnic table and fire ring. Grass around the pad was trimmed. Trees gave shade but didn’t block my awning. I could open the slide all the way. No tree rub. Small win.

Hookups, like a quick tech note

Power: 30/50 amp. Voltage stayed near 120 the whole week.
Water: clean taste; I still ran the filter.
Sewer: easy angle for the hose; I rinsed the black tank on day three.
Cable: none on our loop.
Dump station: there, but we had full hookups, so no line stress.

Wi-Fi and work test

Park Wi-Fi was spotty for me. Fine for email. Not great for video. I ran a Verizon hotspot. I saw 20–25 Mbps down at the picnic table, which felt wild under all those trees. Zoom held up. My team heard birds more than me.

The good stuff to do

Here’s the thing—this spot is a basecamp. We walked to the Salmon River Trail in ten minutes. The path is soft and mossy. The kids skipped rocks. Pepper slurped the cold water and then sneezed like it was spicy.

Mirror Lake: 25 minutes up Highway 26. Go early. The lot fills by 9 a.m. That mirror shot of Mt. Hood? Yes, it’s real.
Trillium Lake: easy stroll, big views, and a simple boardwalk.
Timberline Lodge: about 35 minutes. We ate chili in the café and watched skiers in June. Wild.
Local bites: I grabbed a breakfast burrito in Welches and a bag of marionberry hand pies. No notes. Just yes.

Amenities and little comforts

Indoor pool and hot tub: clean, warm, and not too crowded on weekdays.
Fitness room: basic, but the treadmill didn’t squeak.
Laundry: six washers, six dryers. I used two. $3 a wash. Bring quarters.
Bathhouses: hot water, steady pressure, older tile but spotless.
Store: ice, firewood, a few hoses and fuses. Prices were fair.
Dog area: fenced, with a bench. Pepper approved.
Tiny House Village: we didn’t stay in one, but we peeked. Cute as can be.

Night sounds and neighbor vibes

Quiet hours ran true. One kid on a scooter kept popping by, but his dad reeled him in fast. We heard owls at 11 p.m. and a train way off once. No big deal. If you’re near the front, you may hear cars. Ask for the back loops if you’re a light sleeper.

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If you love campgrounds where the evening is all about peaceful water views and friendly chats with the rig next door, bookmark this weekend at White Oak Shores RV Resort for a future trip—it scratches that exact itch.

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What bugged me

Wi-Fi was hit and miss. Hotspots save the day.
Some pads aren’t perfectly level. Bring blocks.
Weekend traffic on 26 is a beast. Plan your grocery run early.
A few sites were tight for big rigs with slides on both sides.

Weather and road notes

Mornings were 48–55°F. We used the furnace once. Bring layers. If you come in winter, chains are a thing. Black ice hides in the trees. I carry a folding shovel, just in case.

Family test and meal notes

We grilled smash burgers on the Blackstone and did s’mores right after. The kids called the pool “not too cold,” which is high praise. I made coffee at 6 a.m., sat by the river path, and wrote a few emails while mist rose off the water. Simple moments stick.

Pros and cons, plain and simple

Pros:

Tall trees, real shade, and that mountain air
Full hookups that actually work
Indoor pool and hot tub for rainy days
Easy drive to Mirror Lake, Trillium, and Timberline
Friendly staff and clean bathhouses

Cons:

Park Wi-Fi struggles
Some road noise up front
Not every site is dead level
Weekends feel busy

I always skim the detailed camper feedback before booking, and Campendium’s collection of reviews and cell-signal reports for Mt. Hood Village gave me extra confidence about the site I chose.

Who should book it

Families who like trails and pools
Weekend skiers and snowboarders
Remote workers with a hotspot
First-time towers who want wide roads and easy parking

Rolling farther south on your RV calendar? You might dig a long weekend at 49er Village RV Resort in Plymouth, CA—think Gold Country wine tasting paired with easy full-hookup comfort.

What I’d do next time

Pick a back loop again. Bring extra leveling blocks. Hit Mirror Lake at sunrise. Try a tiny house for one night, just for fun. And keep cash for the laundry so I’m not hunting for quarters. If your Oregon RV loop continues, pencil in a night at Log Cabin Resort and RV Park to keep the full-hookup comfort rolling beside a serene lake.

My verdict

I’d come back. The setting feels classic Pacific Northwest—tall, green, and calm. Sure, the Wi-Fi made me grumble once. But the trees and the river path made me forget fast. If you want a clean, well-run base near Mt. Hood, this place hits the mark. Pack layers, bring a hotspot, and save space for a marionberry pie. You’ll thank me later.

“Log Cabin Resort & Campground, Trego, WI — My Long Weekend That Smelled Like Pine”

I spent three nights at Log Cabin Resort & Campground in Trego, Wisconsin. It felt like the Northwoods I grew up loving—tall pines, a lazy river, and a grill that smells like Friday. It wasn’t perfect. But honestly, it was pretty great. For the blow-by-blow version of that getaway, you can flip through my long-weekend trip report that digs into every pine-scented detail.

If you’re already picturing your own pine-scented getaway, you can check rates and availability on the resort’s official site here.

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Why I Picked It

I wanted a place where my kid could run, I could paddle, and my dad could sit by a fire and tell the same bear story he always tells. That wish list is the same one that took me west to Mt. Hood Village RV Resort in Welches, Oregon last fall, so I knew it could work. Trego sits by the Namekagon River. That river is calm, pretty, and friendly to beginners. That sold me right away. The Namekagon River, a 101-mile-long tributary of the St. Croix River, offers a genuine wilderness experience for kayaking, canoeing, and tubing enthusiasts.

Also, I’m a sucker for a spot with cabins and campsites together. It lets my crew mix it up.

Check-In and First Feel

Check-in took five minutes. The woman at the desk had that small-town calm—patient, direct, kind. She circled our cabin on a paper map and pointed to the boat landing, the showers, and the camp store. Clear flow. No confusion.

Walking out, I caught the smell of campfire and pine. That smell got me in the gut. You know what? I missed it.

Our Cabin (and What I Saw in the Campground)

We booked a two-bedroom rustic cabin near the trees. It had a small kitchen, a porch with a screen, and a fire ring out front. The furniture was simple. A little worn, but solid. The bed was firm. My back didn’t yell at me, which is rare these days.

The fridge was cold, the stove worked, and the coffee maker didn’t sputter. When it rained on Saturday night, the roof held tight. No leaks. The porch made the storms feel cozy.

I walked the camping loop too. Sites were a mix—some shaded and private, some open. A few near the road felt tighter and louder. If you camp with a big rig, plan your turn. The interior roads handled our SUV fine, but you do need to swing wide near the curve by the birch trees.

The River Part: Calm Water, Easy Day

We rented a canoe right on-site and used their shuttle. The crew helped us load up and gave a quick safety talk. Light, not preachy. We paddled a lazy stretch that took about three hours, with a stop on a sandy bend where we ate peanut butter sandwiches and heard a loon call. That sound makes me go quiet every time.

The current was gentle. My kid trailed a hand in the water and counted turtles. We saw one bald eagle and a pile of dragonflies that looked like blue glass. The river is generally shallow with a rocky bottom until near its confluence with the St. Croix, where a sandy bottom takes over.

If you’re new to paddling, this river treats you well.

Food and Little Extras

There’s a small store at the resort with ice, firewood, snacks, and s’mores stuff. Prices were fair. They also had basic fishing gear, which saved me when my line snapped and my kid looked at me like I broke Christmas.

I grabbed a burger from the bar and grill on Friday night. It was hot, juicy, and not fussy. Fries were crisp. The Friday fish plate was classic Wisconsin—light breading, lemon wedge, and it came out quick even when they were slammed. That line moved like a well-run shift.

If you want coffee early, bring your own beans. The store opens later than my mornings tend to start.

Bathrooms, Showers, and Sleep

Showers were clean, tiled, and hot. Water pressure was steady. I kept my sandals on, but I do that everywhere. The bathrooms didn’t smell swampy, even on a busy Saturday night, which tells me they stay on top of it.

Nighttime was mostly quiet. On our first night, I did hear a truck on the highway—low hum—plus a far-off train once. It didn’t last long. In the cabin, it felt like background noise. If you’re in a tent near the road, bring earplugs just in case.

What Bugged Me (Literally and Not)

Mosquitoes showed up around dusk. Not shocking—it’s the river. Spray early.
Wi-Fi was shaky by our cabin. Fine near the office. Good enough to check the radar, not great for streaming.
Some sites sit close together. If you want more space, ask for a wooded site deeper in the loop.
Quiet hours were posted, but one group talked loud past 11. Staff handled it with a friendly walk-by. It cooled down fast.

Sweet Bits I Didn’t Expect

On Saturday morning, a staffer told my kid where to watch for deer at sunrise. We went. Two does stepped out, soft and careful, while the river steamed a little in the cool air. I didn’t take a photo. I just stood there and felt it.

Later, we found a tiny path to a bend in the river where the water was shallow and clear. We skipped rocks. I forgot my phone again. Strange how that happens when a place is good.

Local Side Quest

We drove ten minutes to Spooner for ice cream and a quick hardware run. Small towns up here run on friendly, and this one does too. If you need a rain plan, there’s a little railroad museum vibe nearby that kids like. Mine asked a hundred questions about cabooses. I answered maybe five right.

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Tips I Wish Someone Told Me

Bring bug spray, a hat, and light sleeves for dusk.
If you’re a light sleeper, pick a site away from the road.
The shuttle gets busy. Book your paddle time early in the day.
Pack a headlamp. Trails around the sites are dark at night.
Firewood is available on-site; it burns clean and hot.
Cell service was stronger near the office than by the river.

Staff and Service

Everyone I met was steady and kind. The grounds crew waved, the front desk actually listened, and the shuttle team didn’t rush us. It felt like a small ops team that cares about the little stuff. You can tell when folks like their work.

Would I Go Back?

Yeah. For sure. The cabins gave me comfort, the river gave me peace, and the grill gave me dinner when I didn’t feel like cooking. The relaxed, neighborly atmosphere even echoed vibes from a long weekend I once spent at 49er Village RV Resort in Plymouth, California, proving you can chase that easy comfort coast to coast. It’s not fancy. It’s honest. If you want a Northwoods weekend that’s simple, friendly, and full of pine and water, Log Cabin Resort & Campground in Trego delivers.

Next time, I’ll bring a better marshmallow stick. And maybe an extra day.

My Week at Fiesta Key RV Resort, Florida: Salt, Sun, and a Few Iguanas

I spent a week at Fiesta Key RV Resort with my 28-foot Airstream and my old black lab, Rosie. We went in late March. Warm days. Wind at night. That bright blue water that makes you stop mid-sentence and just stare. You know what? I still think about the sunsets. For another camper’s detailed perspective on the park’s layout and vibe, check out this Fiesta Key RV Resort write-up—it’s a handy companion read before you roll in.

If you’re sketching out a bigger Florida RV loop, pencil in a few restful nights at the pine-sheltered Log Cabin Resort and RV Park up near the Panhandle—it’s a mellow counterpoint to the Keys’ salt and sun.
If your winter wanderings ever steer you west of the Mississippi, slot in a stay at Victoria Palms RV Resort in Donna, Texas—I spent a lively month there and still miss the citrus scent in the morning air.

First Impressions: Check-In and “Where’s My Site?”

Check-in ran a bit slow around 3 p.m. A line formed, and folks looked tired from the drive down US-1. Staff was kind, though. Smiles. Straight to the point. They gave me a map and wristbands for the pool.

I landed on Site B17. Not waterfront, but close enough to hear the waves on a quiet night. The pad was coral rock with some sand. It took six Lynx blocks to get level. Not a huge deal, but bring extra blocks. Power was steady. My surge protector stayed green. Water pressure was strong and clean. The sewer hookup sat a little far back, so I was glad I packed my extra hose.

Neighbors were close. Think “friendly wave while making coffee” close. If you like space, this might feel tight. If you like people-watching, you’ll be happy.

The View: Worth It? Yeah, Mostly

Sunsets there feel like a show. Pink and peach. Even the pelicans seem to slow down. I’d walk over to the waterfront wall with Rosie and just stand there. The wind can race across that open water, and salt spray does stick to everything. I rinsed the trailer twice with the campground hose. Quick rinse, easy win.

Pool, Tiki Bar, and Food

The pool sits by the water, and it’s warm. Not bath water, but not chilly. Busy in the late afternoon, calmer before lunch. Families hung out. Laughter carried on the breeze. I liked that. If you’re traveling with kids, you might enjoy reading why another family calls Fiesta Key a hidden gem—their tips pair nicely with a day at the pool.

The tiki bar served mahi tacos that were juicy and simple. A little pricey. Island prices do that. Live music on Friday gave the place a happy buzz. It all wrapped up around quiet hours, which I respected. A rum punch at sunset? It hit the spot.

Marina and Water Play

I brought my folding kayak. Put in by the marina on a calm morning. The water was clear near the rocks. I saw needlefish flash by, and a slow manatee rolled near the dock at sunrise. It felt like a whisper. I didn’t chase it. Just watched.

I fished off the marina once with frozen shrimp from the camp store. Caught two small mangrove snapper. Nothing to brag about, but fun. Watch your footing near the rocks. They’re sharp and slick.

Bathrooms and Laundry: Real Talk

The bathhouses were older but tidy. I timed my showers before dinner. Plenty of hot water then. One stall near me had a hook missing. I used the door hinge to hang my towel and laughed about it.

Laundry took quarters. I needed a roll. The change machine inside the store worked fine, and the clerk didn’t mind helping. I tossed my salty towels in and called it good.

Noise, Bugs, and Wind (Because It’s the Keys)

You’ll hear US-1 if you’re on the wrong side of the resort. Not awful, but it’s there. The tiki bar music quieted down by ten. After that, ocean sounds and some clanks from boat masts did the night song.

Bugs? Bring spray. No-see-ums found my ankles at dusk three nights in a row. The wind helped keep them off most of the time. I wore light pants at sunset and thanked myself later.

Also, iguanas. Big ones. They’ll stare like they pay the lot rent. They don’t bother you, but keep your dog close.

Wi-Fi, Cell Service, and Work Stuff

The campground Wi-Fi was usable near the office, slow near my site. I used my phone hotspot for work calls. Verizon was strong. I uploaded a batch of photos without fuss. If you need steady internet, have a backup.

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Little Things That Made Me Smile

The tiny shells near the water wall. They sparkled like sugar.
A couple next door who shared mango slices. Sweet and a little messy.
The sunrise dog walk before the crowd woke up. Rosie’s ears flipped in the wind.
It reminded me a bit of my laid-back weekend at White Oak Shores RV Resort—calm water, good neighbors, and just enough mosquitoes to keep you moving.

Day Trips That Worked

Robbie’s Marina in Islamorada was about 15 minutes. Tarpon feeding is touristy, but I still laughed when one splashed my shirt.
Bob’s Bunz for Key lime pie. Tangy and bright. I took mine to-go and ate it on the tailgate by the water.
Marathon for groceries and a calm stretch of beach. Keep it simple.

The Not-So-Great Stuff

Price. The rate felt high for a non-waterfront site. You’re paying for that location, and it shows on the bill.
Space. Sites can be snug. A big rig might feel wedged in, especially when backing around curves.
Check-in line. Aim to arrive before the rush if you can.
Wi-Fi. Plan on your own data if you need to work or stream.

Tips I Wish Someone Told Me

Bring extra leveling blocks and a longer sewer hose.
Arrive before dark. The turns make more sense in daylight.
Walk the waterfront for sunset, even if your site isn’t there. You’ll thank me.
Pants at dusk. Bug spray on ankles. Trust me.
Rinse your rig midweek to beat the salt.

Final Take: Would I Stay Again?

Yes. With eyes open. I’d request a waterfront site next time and swallow the higher cost for that view. I’d also come back in late winter or early spring, when the breeze is steady and the bugs behave.

Fiesta Key RV Resort isn’t perfect. It’s a little crowded, a little pricey, and the Wi-Fi drags. But I loved the color of the water, the easy pool days, the slow walks with Rosie, and that quiet, sweet sky at sunset. It felt like a real Keys week—salty, warm, and just messy enough to feel honest.

I Stayed at Arrowhead Log Cabin Resort: Here’s My Honest Take

I’m Kayla, and I spent three nights at Arrowhead Log Cabin Resort in Pigeon Forge with my husband and our two kids. We went in October, when the leaves were all flame and gold. I booked a two-bedroom cabin with a hot tub and a small game loft. It felt like a good fit on paper. And you know what? Most of it worked great. Some things didn’t. Let me explain.

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Getting There Felt Easy, Mostly

The cabin sat on a hill, about 10 minutes from the Parkway. GPS found it fine. The driveway? Steep. I could do it in our SUV, but I held my breath on the first try. If it rains or snows, I’d want four-wheel drive. We checked in with a door code by text. It came right at 4:02 PM. So not early, but on time. I like clear rules, so I didn’t mind.

First Steps Inside

The place smelled like fresh pine. Knotty wood walls. Big windows. A gas fireplace with a timer switch. The kids ran to the loft and called dibs on the pool table. I checked the kitchen. It had the basics: pans, baking sheet, drip coffee maker, toaster, and salt-and-pepper packets. Two dishwasher pods. One trash bag roll. Bring more if you cook a lot. We did spaghetti the first night. Worked fine.

We had a small mountain view through the trees. Not a grand, open view, but pretty during sunset. Crickets sang. Later, fireflies. I forgot how much I love that buzz at dusk.

The Stuff We Loved

The hot tub on the back deck felt clean and hot. Privacy screen helped. Stars were bright.
The king bed downstairs ran firm and didn’t sag. I slept well.
The loft had a pool table and a little arcade game. The kids kept score like it was the world finals.
HVAC held steady. 70 felt like 70. No weird smells.
Drive time to fun stuff was short. We hit Dollywood in about 15 minutes and grabbed cinnamon bread for breakfast on the deck. Sticky fingers, zero regrets. (Read more about Dollywood’s world-famous cinnamon bread here.)

Real-Life Moments That Stood Out

On night two, the hot tub temp got stuck at 90. Not cold, not hot enough. I called the office, and they sent a tech. He reset the breaker and checked the chemicals. It took about 45 minutes. He wore boot covers and kept it tidy. That mattered to me.

Another little thing: the ceiling fan had dust on the top blades. I noticed when I looked up from the couch. Sheets and towels were very clean, though. The bathroom baseboards were clean too. So, mixed bag, but overall tidy.

The Stuff That Bugged Me

The driveway again. I keep saying it, I know. But it’s steep, and there’s tight space for turning. One car is easy. Two cars will dance.
Wi-Fi was fine for Netflix, until a storm rolled in. Then it lagged and kicked us off twice. We downloaded a movie on a phone as backup.
The loft bed squeaked when my son rolled over. Not loud, but you notice at 2 AM.
The cookware had scratches. It worked, but bring nonstick spray. I wish I had.
Morning sun blasted through the loft windows. Not full blackout. Pretty, but whoa bright.

Sleep, Sound, and Smells

The resort area felt quiet. We heard owls and a far-off truck now and then. No heavy traffic sounds. No smoke smell inside, which I’m picky about. The gas fireplace clicked a little when heating up. Normal.

Food Runs and Little Errands

We grabbed groceries at Food City on the Parkway. Close and easy. Coffee filters were basket-style. They gave a starter pack, but we drink a lot of coffee, so we needed more. We brought our own spices, oil, and extra paper towels. That saved us late runs.

How It Fit Our Family

For a family of four, it worked well. Lots of hangout space. Stairs to the loft are a bit steep, so watch small kids or knees that act up. Our cabin wasn’t pet-friendly, so our dog stayed with my sister.

Price-wise, we paid a mid-range rate for fall. Then taxes and a cleaning fee. That part always stings a little, but it’s normal here. The place felt like a fair value for what we got: space, a hot tub, and quick rides to Pigeon Forge stuff.

Tips You’ll Actually Use

Bring coffee filters, cooking oil, and extra trash bags.
Pack swimsuits, flip-flops for the deck, and bug spray.
If you love breakfast, grab cinnamon bread from Dollywood the day before—or even try making it at home with this official recipe.
Download movies or playlists, just in case the Wi-Fi dips.
If it’s winter or wet, plan for that driveway. Take it slow.

Who Should Book

Families who want space and a hot tub.
Couples who want a cozy cabin with a view through trees.
Folks who plan to hit Dollywood, The Island, and short hikes, not long backcountry stuff.

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My Bottom Line

I’d book Arrowhead Log Cabin Resort again. I liked the pine smell, the deck nights, and the quick drive to our favorite spots. The team handled our hot tub issue fast. The Wi-Fi and the driveway made me grumble, sure. But when the sun dropped and the crickets started, I kind of forgot all that. That’s the truth.

Score from me: 4.3 out of 5. I’d tweak a few things, then I’d go right back.

Palm Creek Golf & RV Resort, Casa Grande AZ — A Week Under the Palms

I spent a winter week at Palm Creek with my mom, our fifth-wheel, and a cooler full of oranges. We wanted sun, golf, and a quiet spot to breathe. We got most of that—and a little more.

First Look: Wide Streets, Tall Palms, Big Smiles

Check-in was easy. A friendly guard waved us through the gate, and the welcome team handed me a map, a parking tag, and the activity sheet that looked like a school schedule. The streets felt wider than most parks, which helps when you’re tired and towing. The grass near the golf holes was bright. The palms swayed a bit. I could feel my shoulders drop.

I thought it might feel too big. Then I found the cozy corners—the pottery room with clay dust, the dog park at dusk, and the shady bench by hole 4.

Our Site: Level Pad, Hot Water, No Guesswork

We had a back-in site with a concrete pad. Full hookups: 50-amp, water, sewer. The pressure was strong and steady, but not silly. The pad was level, so setup was a 10-minute job—chalks, slides out, done. We parked a 35-foot rig and still had room for our truck. The picnic table needed a wipe, but that’s desert life.

Wi-Fi worked for email and light streaming in the afternoon. In the evening it got slow. My Verizon hotspot saved the day when I had to upload photos. If you need Zoom calls, bring a backup.

Golf: Short Course, Big Grins

The on-site course is an 18-hole, short-game style track. Lots of par 3 shots, greens that run true, and not much water to scare you. It’s friendly for newer players but still fun if you care about your wedge game.

Morning tee times fill fast. I grabbed an 8:12 one day and a 2:40 the next.
Pace of play was solid—about 3 hours for us, walking with push carts.
The bunkers had good sand, not powder. My mom even got up and down once, which made her week.

One tip: bring a light jacket. The 7 a.m. breeze can nip. By hole 6, you’ll be peeling layers.

Pickleball, Pools, and Pottery: Choose Your Chaos

Pickleball is the heartbeat here. Courts were busy at sunrise. I joined a beginner clinic; the coach kept it simple and kind. I lost count of my “sorry!” shots, but hey, I met three people within ten minutes. That’s the sport.

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The pools were clean, warm, and not loud. I did water aerobics on Tuesday. We kicked, we laughed, we stretched. It felt like summer P.E., in the best way. Later, I ducked into the pottery studio and threw a wobbly bowl. It’s ugly-cute, and I’m keeping it.

There’s more: lawn bowling, softball games in the late afternoon, line dancing, card rooms, and a sewing space where the hum of machines sounds like rain. It’s a lot, but you don’t have to do it all. I didn’t. I took naps.

Food and Coffee: Simple, Handy, No Fuss

There’s an on-site café with hot coffee, bagels, and breakfast burritos. The burrito with eggs and green chile hit hard after a round. One night there was live music on the patio and a pop-up taco stand. We shared a plate, then walked the dog under a cotton-candy sky.

If you want more, Fry’s and Walmart are about 10 minutes away. We grabbed rotisserie chicken, salad kits, and a bag of clementines that tasted like candy.

Dogs and Walks: Happy Pup, Happy Me

Two fenced dog areas: one for small dogs, one for the big goofs. Water bowls, benches, and bags at the gate. I liked the gravel paths for evening walks; fewer stickers in paws. The sunset views turn the mountains purple. That’ll fix a mood.

There’s also a dog wash station by one of the laundries. Warm water. No wrestling with a slippery hose. Bless whoever planned that.

Noise, Weather, and Little Things You Notice

Quiet at night. You’ll hear a cart or two in the morning as the grounds crew heads out.
Wind picked up one afternoon and brought a bit of dust. It’s Arizona; bring eyedrops and chapstick.
Laundry rooms were clean and open. I found a free dryer at 1 p.m., which felt like winning a prize.
Mail and packages went to a staffed center. I grabbed a small Amazon box with no hassle.

Day Trips Worth Doing

Casa Grande Ruins in Coolidge: ancient walls, soft light, and a calm voice in the audio guide. After exploring, the National Park Service page offers deep historical background and up-to-date hours, while the Visit Arizona guide gives practical tips for first-timers.
Picacho Peak: short but steep hiking; I stopped at the overlook and still got a wow view.
Local tip: The Neon Sign Park downtown is fun at night. Quick, free, and nostalgic.

If you have extra days and don't mind a change of scene, consider tacking on a visit to Log Cabin Resort & RV Park for a mountain-lake vibe that contrasts nicely with Palm Creek’s desert sunshine.

If your route carries you west into California’s Gold Country, carve out a few nights at the 49er Village RV Resort in Plymouth—its proximity to wineries and historic mining towns makes it a natural extension of the journey.

What Bugged Me (A Little)

Price in peak season is high. You’re paying for the scene, not just a spot.
Sites are close. You can hear your neighbor’s coffee grinder if your window’s open.
Pickleball courts get packed. If you want quiet, ask for a site farther from the action.
Wi-Fi slows in the evenings. Hotspot helps.

Tiny Tips That Help

Book early for winter months.
Bring a bike. It’s faster than walking and more fun than driving.
A small water softener is nice. The tap runs hard here.
If golf is your thing, snag a multi-round pass at check-in and set tee times right away.

The Vibe and My Take

Palm Creek feels like a small city of friendly hobbies. It’s active, social, and a little shiny. I came for golf and sun. I stayed for the kind faces in the pottery room and the quiet walks at dusk. You know what? I thought it would feel too busy for me. And sometimes it was. But then I’d find a bench by the green and watch someone sink a long putt, and all I could do was grin.

Snowbirds looking to chase the sun farther east might consider a stint at Victoria Palms RV Resort in Donna, Texas, which matches Palm Creek’s lively activity calendar with a breezy South Texas backdrop.

Would I come back? Yep—especially in January or early February. I’d ask for a site on a side street, plan my tee times, and keep my mornings slow. It’s not perfect. It is happy. And sometimes, that’s the win.

My Stay at North Myrtle Beach RV Resort and Dry Dock Marina

I brought our 38-foot fifth wheel, two kids, and a very nosy beagle. We stayed a full week in July, then came back for a long weekend in October. Two very different vibes—same place. If you’d like an even more detailed, day-by-day rundown of this exact property, you can read my separate trip journal as well. For rates, amenities, and a site map, check out the official North Myrtle Beach RV Resort page.

Rolling In: Smooth and Sunny

Check-in was quick. Friendly too. I got gate codes, wristbands, and a clear map. No escort, but the roads are wide. I didn’t white-knuckle my turns, which says a lot.

Our site was a waterfront pull-through with a long concrete pad. Full hookups—50 amp, water, sewer. The pad was level. I still used our Anderson blocks because I’m picky. Your rig might not need them. The hookups sat right where you’d expect, not way in the back. That made set-up easy.

Shade? Not much in July. Bring a mat so your feet don’t bake. We ran the awning and the Yeti cups worked overtime.

The Site: Big, Clean, and Close to the Water

Space between rigs was okay. Not huge, not tight. I could open both slides and still walk around. My Weber Q1200 fit on the pad with room to breathe. The view of the Intracoastal felt like a screensaver. Boats drifted by all day. I didn’t mind the light hum. It’s part of the charm.

Wi-Fi was fair. I streamed one movie with the kids. It buffered once. Verizon bars were strong. I hotspotted for work email and didn’t want to throw my laptop, so that was a win.

Pool With Slides: The Kids Didn’t Want to Leave

The pool is big. Like “mini water park” big. Two tall slides, a splash area, and plenty of chairs in the morning. After lunch, the crowd hits. We went early or late and it felt calm. The water was clear. The lifeguards were firm but kind. Slide lines moved fast.

The snack bar sold ice cream and fries. Not health food, but vacation food. I’m not fighting that battle on a pool day.

Clean Bathhouses and Laundry That Actually Works

Bathhouses stayed clean. I checked more than once. Hot water held steady. Good hooks. Good lighting. The laundry took quarters, and the change machine did not eat my money. I did two loads while the kids built a Lego fort under the table. Simple joys.

Marina Time: Boats, Ramps, and A Breezy Afternoon

The marina sits right there, connected to the resort. We rented a small pontoon for a half day. The office walked us through the map and safety. Prices felt fair for peak season. We cruised the Intracoastal and watched egrets step through the marsh. The kids waved at shrimp boats like they were movie stars. The relaxed vibe on the water actually reminded me of our weekend at White Oak Shores RV Resort, where gentle currents and good neighbors set the pace.

There’s a boat ramp and dry dock storage. That building looks like a giant boat hotel. The on-site dry dock marina page lists storage options and current launch fees if you’re planning to bring your own vessel. We aren’t boat people, not really, but it made life easy for a one-day thing. We fished off the pier one evening. We caught one little fish, cheered too loud, and let it go.

Location: Beach Fun Without the Sand in Your Bed

Cherry Grove Beach was an easy drive. We popped over in the morning, came back for lunch, and hit the pool. There’s a Publix nearby for snacks and sunscreen. Calabash is close if you want hushpuppies and fried shrimp.

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My kids still talk about those hushpuppies.

If you ever find yourself roaming the highways of the Pacific Northwest, pencil in a stay at the tranquil Log Cabin Resort and RV Park—its lakefront sites offer a different kind of water view but the same relaxed vibe.

What I Loved

Big, level sites with easy hookups
That pool and those slides—endless kid energy burner
Marina access and the simple boat rental process
Clean bathhouses and steady hot water
Waterway views that make you slow down

What Bugged Me (A Little)

Summer prices run high
Not much natural shade on many sites
Pool gets crowded after lunch
Golf carts cruise at night—fun, but a bit noisy on weekends
Concrete pads heat up in July; bring a mat and sandals

July vs. October: Two Different Trips

July felt lively. Music, splashing, grills going, kids everywhere. We slept fine after quiet hours, but we were wiped from the sun anyway.

October felt calm and breezy. Less crowd. Cooler air. I sat with my beagle, drank coffee, and watched the fog lift off the water. I’m not saying it was perfect, but it felt close.

Tips From My Camper Brain

Book a waterway site if you can. The breeze helps.
Hit the pool early morning or early evening.
Bring shade, a big mat, and sandals for the hot pad.
If you need quiet, pick shoulder season.
If you need energy, go mid-summer and lean in.
Keep a few quarters for laundry, just in case.

Final Take

Was it worth it? Yep. It’s clean, well-run, and great for families or folks who love the water. Pricey in summer, but I see where the money goes. I’d come back again—especially in October—just for that slow water view and a simple grilled dinner on the pad while boats whisper by. If the travel itch ever points you toward the Florida Keys, take a peek at my week at Fiesta Key RV Resort for a salt-air contrast that’s pure sunshine and iguanas. Honestly, that’s my kind of night.

Log Cabin Resort Reviews: My Actual Stay on the Lake

I spent three nights at Log Cabin Resort by a big blue lake, tucked under tall firs. It felt like a family trip from an old photo. Not perfect. But warm. Let me explain. If you want the blow-by-blow version of those three nights, you can skim my full Log Cabin Resort review with extra photos.

Getting There, Getting Settled

The last mile was a bumpy gravel road. I rolled down the window, and the car filled with pine smell. At check-in, the clerk slid me a paper map and circled our cabin. No fuss. Quick smile. I liked that.

For an authoritative overview of on-site amenities—think lodge facilities, boat rentals, and check-in details—the National Park Service’s Log Cabin Resort Main Lodge page breaks everything down clearly.

Our cabin had a tiny porch with two worn chairs. The screen door stuck, then snapped shut with a loud “thwack.” Inside, it was clean but old—like grandma’s place at the lake. Pine walls. A quilt that didn’t match, but somehow worked. The bed creaked when I flopped on it. Not a deal-breaker, just a heads-up. For comparison, the porches at Arrowhead Log Cabin Resort felt newer but had the same creaky-screen charm.

The Good Stuff I Didn’t Expect

Mornings were magic. The lake looked like glass. I sat with a mug of coffee and watched a low mist drift by.
They rented canoes and paddle boards right on the shore. The life jackets were stacked in a bright red bin, easy to grab.
Quiet hours felt real. By 10, the night was still. I could hear water tap the dock.
There’s a fire ring by the water. We made s’mores. A kid nearby dropped his marshmallow. He laughed so hard he hiccupped. It felt like summer camp.

That wall of pine scent reminded me of my long weekend at the Trego Log Cabin Resort & Campground, where the trees practically seeped into your clothes.

You know what? I came to rest, and I actually did.

The Rough Edges (Because They Exist)

The shower was tiny. I bumped my elbow twice. Water got hot, then warm, then hot again.
Wi-Fi was spotty near our cabin. It worked best by the office. My phone only had one bar.
The cabin heater clicked on and off at night. Not loud, but if you’re light on sleep, bring earplugs.
The screen door squeaked every time. A little oil would fix it. I didn’t have any.

Those little quirks echoed my honest stay at Mt. Hood Village RV Resort where hot-and-cold showers felt like a mountain ritual.

None of this broke the trip. But it’s good to know before you book.

Food, Coffee, and That One Snack You’ll Crave

There was a small store window with snacks, ice, and firewood. Hours were short. We brought our own simple meals—eggs, tortillas, and a jar of salsa. I used my little camp skillet on the porch rail like a shelf. Not fancy, but it hit the spot.

I also packed ground coffee and my travel press. Big win. The lake at sunrise plus a hot cup? That’s the trip, right there.

If you want a real meal, bring it or plan a drive. I grabbed takeout from a diner in town one night. Fries got cold on the way back, but the burger still tasted great by the fire. Back in California, the on-site café at 49er Village RV Resort spoiled me with biscuits, so packing my own grub here felt like a return to basics.

What to Do Without a Screen

Walk the lakeside path. I passed a couple fishing and a dog who thought every stick belonged to him.
Take the trail to the falls nearby. It’s an easy walk with a sweet payoff. Good for kids or tired legs.
Paddle early. Wind picks up by lunch.
Sit. Listen. Let the day be simple.

If glass-calm water is your thing, my time at White Oak Shores RV Resort proved that a shoreline can double as a front-row seat to neighborhood drama—and the occasional mosquito battalion.

I know that sounds corny. Still true.

Who Will Like This Place

Families who want camp vibes without pitching a tent.
Couples who like quiet and don’t need fancy finishes.
Friends who want fishing, paddling, and long talks on a porch.

Planning to turn that lakeside cabin into a romantic rendezvous? Before the campfire cuddles kick in, skim Mistakes Every Guy Makes When Hooking Up for a straight-shooting checklist of pitfalls to dodge so the mood stays as cozy as the cabin.

Driving up from the Midwest? Cape Girardeau is a handy overnight waypoint for road-trippers heading west, and it’s a smart spot to line up a low-pressure meet-and-greet before you disappear into the pines. Check the Backpage Cape Girardeau personals to scroll real-time ads, quick contact info, and see who’s free on the exact night you’re passing through—perfect for adding a little spark to the journey.

Adventure seekers who crave a saltier breeze might aim for Fiesta Key RV Resort in Florida, where iguanas replace squirrels as your morning company.

Who might not? If you need strong Wi-Fi, plush bedding, and modern bathrooms, this may bug you. It’s rustic. It owns that.

Packing Tips I Wish Someone Told Me

Bug spray and a small first aid kit.
Headlamp for late walks to the dock.
Extra layers. Nights got chilly even in July.
Camp mug, travel press, and your own coffee.
Flip-flops for the shower.
A little sponge and dish soap for your cups and pans.

When I wintered at Victoria Palms RV Resort, a portable fan made the must-have list—different climate, same lesson: pack for the extremes.

Service and Small Moments

Staff was kind in a quiet way. When a paddle warped on us, the dock guy swapped it with no drama. The office had a jar of mismatched pens and a real bell you tap. A little old-school, a little charming. The laid-back vibe felt close to the desert hospitality I found during a week under the palms at Palm Creek Golf & RV Resort.

One night, the sky went peach, then purple. A kid on the dock said, “It looks like cotton candy.” He wasn’t wrong.

Price and Value

It wasn’t cheap, and it wasn’t fancy. You’re paying for the lake, the trees, and the porch you’ll remember. If that’s your thing, it feels fair. If you're curious about current rates, availability, or cabin layouts, you can check them on the Log Cabin Resort and RV Park website.

For a deeper dive into accommodation options, dining menus, and seasonal activity schedules, the official Log Cabin Resort website rounds up everything you might want to know before locking in a reservation.

My Bottom Line

Would I go back? Yes. I’d bring the same mug, a thicker pair of socks, and someone I love. I’d book a lakeside cabin again, even with the creaky bed and that stubborn screen door. Because when the morning fog lifts, you forget the squeak. You just breathe. And if you’re chasing more water views, my stay at the North Myrtle Beach RV Resort and Dry Dock Marina offered a salt-spray alternative that still hit that slow-down feeling.

If you want a polished hotel, this isn’t it. If you want simple, real, and a