While in recovery from our whirlwind Labor Day weekend we sat down to discuss our plans for our next outing. After a big to-do like what we put ourselves through last weekend we were very tempted to retreat into the woods for some quiet time. But as much as we brag about being world class campers, the clean up after the trip was daunting in my already exhausted state.
While going through our Pinterest boards, however, we noticed that Rogers was being neglected. There are numerous sources for re-pins for Fayetteville and Bentonville, we contributed original pined content to our Springdale and Siloam Springs boards but Rogers didn’t have much of either. So we set out to find the most Insta and Pin worthy places that we could find in the town of Rogers.
Where Reality Is Better Than Perception
I remember back in 2000 being in Jr. High and going to Rogers on the school bus for an away football game. It felt like we drove for hours through the pastoral country side. In reality it might have been 45 min but as a teen perception is reality.
A short 3 years later that same farmland had started it’s transformation into the Pinnacle Hills Promenade or one of the hundreds of other shiny, squeaky clean facades of the Rogers corporate take over. That’s what I’ve thought about Rogers for a long while, corporate. A place to be what you picture a grown up looking like when you were a teen…. In my mind, kind of lame. I was so wrong.
We found a unique and breathtaking park, local shops to fit anyone’s fancy, several breweries and one of the best meals I’ve (maybe ever) had.
Labor Day in Northwest Arkansas can conger up many images in one’s mind. The first thing that I think of is color, vibrant color. The second is sound; a dense cacophony of music, laughter and maybe even screams of delight. Third are the smells of food cooking, wet pavement, fresh air and the green smell of grass. These, to me, are the ingredients for the perfect Labor Day weekend.
You Don’t Have To Be Good At Everything… Just Something
Let’s face it, these days in your early 30’s it’s not uncommon to not have everything figured out. I, for one, still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. I do think that it’s important to have one thing no matter how big or how small that you can say with some certainty that you have mastered. We have mastered the indispensable and uncanny knack for putting together a comprehensive, hiccup-free, last minute camping trip in the most underrated place in Northwest Arkansas.
Last weekend was the equivalent of going to the grocery store on an empty stomach. Everything looks good and if you’re not careful you’re going to try to put two of everything in your cart. Just when I was feeling completely overwhelmed I found myself checking the local river levels, a habit I developed years ago.
I was shocked to find both the Buffalo and the Mulberry at peak levels which is unheard of in July much less August. So in spite of all of the goings ons in our area our decision was made for us. This left us with two days to plan, shop and pack. Luckily this wasn’t our first rodeo.