Even though Ann and I had completed our annual fall car camping trip last month ( October ), the ingredients were right for me to to go again. I have this philosophy that every opportunity you miss is an opportunity you don't get back. I was seizing the moment! The weather for the first of November resembled June. Temps had been moderate both day and night. Ann and her lady friends were going away on a little retreat and I had no plans for the weekend. It didn't take long to conjure up dreams of car camping in the Green Mountain National Forest. I had to get one final trip in before the plows come out, and Ann becomes a 'snow widow' again. I mentioned this to my 89 year old mother who loves to camp. She is a pioneer on many levels. The pioneering mom came out in her. Before I knew it, I had enough groceries to bring friends and 1 dog. I had two places on my bucket list; Bingo Rd. in Rochester, or Somerset Resevoir in Somer...