Part of the fun of camping is meeting other campers. It happens while taking a walk, doing laundry, or buy firewood. Conversations happen naturally between people who love the outdoors. But Halloween camping gives us a great opportunity to participate in a community ritual and connect with a whole new crowd. Here at Verde River Resort (Camp Verde, AZ) most of our fellow rvers are either snow birds or families who come every year for the Halloween spectacular.

Campsites are elaborately decorated with lights, cut out figures, and blow up monsters. Everyone seems to be wearing a custom. My tiny witches hat, that I tucked in the rv on a whim, isn’t a blip on the radar. These folks are Halloween professionals.

The resort hosts a monster meatloaf dinner. We line up for giant slabs of home cooked comfort with sides of mashed potatoes, corn and rolls. Sitting at round tables with strangers who act like we are old friends, we tell stories and watch the costumed crowd line up for a best dressed contest.

I am quickly slipping into a carb coma, but I make my pick ahead of the judges. There are teenage siblings who steal my heart. The boy is Bob Ross with signature hair and paintbrush in hand. His sister is a happy little tree complete with picture frame. It is too cute for words and perhaps the most creative homemade costume I have ever seen.

I also notice a princess parade. In between the Ariels and Elsas, there are dinosaurs and even a sumo wrestler. Belle (age four) comes prancing onto the patio stage. Her father has dressed as the Beast. It is clear to me that he thinks his daughter is definitely the “Belle” of the evening. The interactions are too sweet, I can’t help but smile.

After dinner, the crowd walks across the park on a trick or treat parade. I am thankful I remembered to set out a bowl of treats at our sight. No need to rush.

We finish our desert and eventually follow the crowd. The resort has set up hay bale in a meadow. There are fire pits and blankets. They have s’mores and hot chocolate. But my evening is officially spectacular when I realize they have also hired a live cowboy band. And, the band is great. Dance music fills the night air. I have a fire, a blanket, starlight and my love beside me.

Some nights are meant to be celebrations. It is always a great time when communities slow down, enjoy each other’s company, and appreciate simple pleasures. I am happy to be here dancing in the firelight.

Happy Halloween! Sincerely,

One Happy Camper