After finally getting a good night’s sleep I was up pretty early and when I peeped out of the window it was so foggy I couldn’t tell what the weather would be like. The fog stayed with us for a while but finally lifted and it turned into a beautiful day. We just hung around the coach most of the morning. I sat outside and read for a while just enjoying the beautiful weather. A main facet of being in the Carolina Guroos is meeting and getting to know new friends. Generally when Jerry and I travel we are up and out every day touring the countryside but when we are at a rally we relax and do a lot of visiting. That was the agenda for the day until 5:00 when the rally officially began.
We all met at the club house for a business meeting and dinner, then played games for a while. After a return to the coach we sat outside for a while and then turned in early since it was getting a little cool outside.
Another slow start to the day on Friday but we all met at 11:15 for a trip to the Dillard House in Dillard, Georgia for a delicious luncheon. The delicious food is served family style and included fried chicken, fried zucchini, mac and cheese, butter beans, cabbage au gratin, green beans, cheese biscuits, corn bread, fried catfish, country style steak, country ham and so much more plus it was topped off with a strawberry cobbler with ice cream. Perhaps not our usual fare and with all of the fried foods not the healthiest meal I’ve ever eaten but oh boy, was it good. I knew I wouldn’t be eating dinner that night.
After some running around to the grocery store, etc. we returned to the campground. I had volunteered to be on the planning committee for scheduling the rallys for 2019 and we met in the afternoon to offer up ideas. Afterward everyone gathered for a wine tasting and a good time was had by all! It was a fun day of fellowship and getting to know some of the other Guroos better.
In the evening we had an ice cream party (like we needed more food) and games and then Jerry and I made an early evening of it. It had been a full and busy but fun day and we were tired!
Saturday dawned early for us as we had a three hour drive to Clemmons to celebrate our oldest granddaughter’s birthday. Never let it be said that we are not great grandparents! The party was fun and getting to visit with three of our grands made the trip totally worth it. We got back to Franklin around 7:00, ate some left overs and then what did we do? We visited, of course!
As is usual the Guroos met on Sunday morning for biscuits and coffee and a devotion then most everyone left for either home or other destinations. We had decided to stay another evening as I figured we would need some recuperation after six hours in the car on Saturday. I was right! Other than a trip to the grocery store along with new friends Paul and Elaine we had a quiet day. I went to the pool for a little while and boy was the water frigid. Our river water is warmer! I walked over to Elaine and Paul’s in the early evening for a brief visit and then back to the RV and bed!
It was a great rally. We got to see old friends and meet new friends. Excited about the next rally in October in Myrtle Beach. I strongly encourage all RVer’s to join FMCA. The cost is minimal and the benefits are outstanding. In addition, joining a local chapter is just icing on the cake.
We wanted to get on the road early so we were up and about by 7:00. Jerry had gotten up around 4:30 and turned the hot water heater on so we both had hot showers. We met our host Tim and got some of his home grown vegetables – fresh peaches and cream corn, tomatoes and pickling cucumbers. Can’t wait!
We were on the road by a bit after 8:00 and only stopped once for gas. We prefer Flying J because it is easy to get in and out of but alas, no Flying J’s ahead so we pulled into the exit for a Love’s and then saw a Marathon that was more accessible. Same price and easy in and out. As he was getting gas Jerry again checked the braking system. He had replaced the cable before we left this morning and thankfully all was working well. It’s nice to know that while we are traversing the mountains the brake assist is working!
We arrived at Great Outdoors RV Resort in Franklin before noon, before check in time but they checked and our site was ready so we were able to check in. As luck would have it we were again parked next to our friends, Larry and Debra. As soon as we got in they walked over and Debra invited me to join her and some of the girls for an afternoon at Harrah’s Casino in Cherokee so off we went leaving Jerry and Larry on their own.
Well, what I know about casinos can be written on my little fingernail so to say it was interesting is a pretty big understatement. I’m sure I looked like a deer in headlights most of the time. I got my card which allowed me to play the slots (and I guess anything else but I surely didn’t know how to do anything else, didn’t even know how to play the slot machine) and another Guroo showed Debra and me what to do. For about two hours we played the slots, walked around – at one point I looked at Debra and remarked “we’re not in Kansas anymore Dorothy”, and had some lunch. Between the two of us we lost nearly $35 since our total winnings together was $.24! We gave that to a lady sitting next to Debra and as we walked away she exclaimed that we had changed her luck!
We returned to the RV park and sat around outside and visited until we finally decided to go out to dinner. The choice was a Thai restaurant, Thai Paradise. Again, Jerry perused the menu at length as neither of us were sure of what to order. Once we decided on the dish we then had to decide how hot we wanted it. Both of us like hot, spicy foods so we elected to go pretty hot. Oh my! Without a doubt it was the hottest dish I have ever tasted but it was delicious. I even had enough left over for lunch the next day.
The nighttime temperatures have been a much enjoyed contrast to the hot and humid days at home. When we returned to the coach we turned the AC off and enjoyed a good night’s rest.
After a summer of staying home we decided to join our FMCA Carolina Guroos for a week-end in Franklin, NC and there was a lot to do to get ready.
In preparation for the trip we finally got around to getting the RV out of storage. I was pleasantly surprised at how clean it was both on the inside and the outside. Of course there were a few cobwebs on the tires but other than that it was a lot cleaner than usual. Guess moving it to an enclosed storage was a good idea.
Of course when we got there the chassis battery was dead so we had to jump it. No problem. Jerry got it started and said he was going to ride around a bit to charge the battery so I left him at the storage building. I drove on out to the highway but decided to wait for him. Glad I did. When he didn’t come in a timely manner I returned only to find out that the steps were out and would not go in. $600 later and four new house batteries and we finally brought the rig home, backed in, plugged it in, turned on the air conditioner and left it for the week-end.
We returned home Sunday evening and began the task of loading things. Actually we just transferred from the car to the RV. A trip to the grocery store for spaghetti fixings and we were in for the night.
Monday was a fairly busy day as we had to get both cars inspected so we could renew the licenses that will expire while we are gone. Oops! We also had to get the oil changed in the jeep getting it ready for the trip. We completed putting everything in and then headed to Trent’s to keep their children for the evening. Although we didn’t get home until nearly 9:30 (with no dinner – oh well, we had time with the grands) there were still things to be done. Since we have the house on the market we always try to keep it neat and clean so that meant vacuuming at 10:00 at night!
Tuesday morning dawned bright and early for me as I received a text before 6:00 but honestly, I was already awake (going to be a long day). It was from the gentleman who owns the Harvest Hosts farm where we were planning to spend the night before going on to Franklin. He was verifying our arrival. I had a hair appointment at 8:00 and we were hoping to be on the road by noon.
When I got home from the beauty salon Jerry had already hooked the car up and within 30 minutes we were ready to leave 30 minutes ahead of schedule (highly unusual). After going through the check list and having a moment of prayer we headed out for what we hoped was an uneventful trip.
Oh well — that didn’t exactly happen. We were only about 45 minutes from home when we suddenly heard a loud sound as though the roof was coming off. Jerry immediately pulled over and inspected everything but didn’t find a problem. Next he inspected the car and that seemed to be the problem. He realized that the braking assist was for some reason applying the brakes. After stopping and starting, disconnecting, reconnecting, and ending up at a Walmart parking lot he finally decided that one of the cords was bad. He disconnected that and all seemed fine. We were running behind schedule but were hopeful we would be able to make our Harvest Hosts appointment for the evening.
We stopped briefly in Clemmons to drop off our oldest grandson who had spent a few days with us and after a very brief visit with his mom and sister in the Harris Teeter parking lot we were on our way again. Thankfully we arrived at our Harvest Host site around 5:30. Although the parking place appeared to be on an incline we put the jacks down and leveled quickly. Our host Tim, an American Airlines pilot and owner of the farm, was very personable and suggested we all go all to eat Mexican. Jerry and I rarely eat Mexican and quite frankly have no idea what to order! I ended up with a chicken based dish and he had a spicy shrimp dish. Both were very good.
We returned to the motor home and got ready for bed. We were hoping it was cool enough to avoid using the generator but sometime after I went to sleep Jerry gave up. He said it was 95 in the coach. It wasn’t but it was a bit warm. We don’t like to use the generator all night but felt it was necessary. Even so I don’t think either of us got a good night’s sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night to pouring down rain. I must say though it is very soothing to hear rain on a metal roof, even pouring rain.
The next morning we bought some fresh vegetables from Tim – corn, tomatoes and cucumbers – and were off for Franklin a little after 8:00. I can’t believe how prompt we’ve been so far, again highly unusual!
It seems as though it has been so very long since we have RVed and it truly has. We returned from Perry with plans to go on a July trip as we have done for the past 15 years but life happens and our plans changed. Really our hearts changed. On March 26 Mom fell and hit her head quite hard. We spent an evening in the emergency department where they assured us that she was fine. The next morning, Tuesday she got up, went to breakfast and seemed to be fine but as the week progressed she seemed to be declining.
On Friday we took her to have her hearing checked. Although she had no trouble with the hearing assessment she did have trouble maneuvering as she was getting weaker. On Sunday we got a call from the nurses saying that Mom was complaining of intense pain in her face. Mom was definitely not a complainer so we guessed something was wrong. On Monday we saw her doctor and he told us that he thought possibly it was a sinus infection. Otherwise he could see nothing wrong.
Tuesday night I got a call from the nurses saying that Mom had developed a rash on her face and they were afraid it was shingles so off to the ED we went again. An hour’s drive to the hospital to meet Mom seemed to last forever especially since I was driving. Although he was really sick Jerry insisted on going with me but he wanted me to drive. For him to want me to drive at night on the back roads should tell you how bad he felt! He spent the night in the car in the ED parking lot and Mom and I spent the night in the ED. She got along OK until about 3:00 am and then understandably began to fade. Around 7:00 they came in and told us that Mom had pink eye. Really! We’ve been the ED all night for pink eye! We took a very exhausted Mom by to her assisted home facility and then head home ourselves.
We had barely gotten home and settled in when we got another call saying that Mom did not have pink eye but had shingles and they were afraid they were going to her eye. They had made her an appointment with an ophthalmologist and we had to be there by 1:00. On the road again. When my poor Mom got to the doctor’s office she was so very exhausted that she hardly knew where she was. Fortunately the shingles did not appear to be in her eye but she was given medication to hopefully stave it off.
Back to Cypress Glen and Mom to her bed. I spent Friday with Mom and she seemed to be OK despite her fatigue. Early Saturday morning we had a call saying that Mom was very confused and they couldn’t take care of her and were requesting that we get there. My sister lives closer so she was there as quickly as possible. It was a bad day finally culminating in Mom’s third visit to the ED. After being on the Observation Unit for two nights and two days they finally admitted her to the hospital. The next eight days were difficult to say the least as Mom waxed and waned frequently. She slept a lot and ate very little. Either my sister or I were there every day stretching into the evening watching Mom sleep a lot.
We knew the end was in sight so my sister and I began looking at the alternatives. Calling in Hospice was one of the most difficult decisions we made but also one of the wisest. On Tuesday, April 17 Mom returned to her home at Cypress Glen. She was surrounded by familiar faces and a lot of love as she continued to decline. On Friday morning we got the call that we should come to Cypress Glen as they were noticing some changes so my sister and I both were there as soon as possible. God so blessed us during those last days as we laid on her small bed, a daughter on each side of her singing old hymns in harmony. We literally spent hours laying with her. As we did the caretakers often came in and shared with us how Mom had brightened their days, how she had prayed with them, how she had encouraged them and how she loved them. Mom had often said that she didn’t understand why the Lord was keeping her on earth and I always told her that he had a reason, that she was touching someone and making a difference. Her response was that she surely didn’t know what it was. I replied that that was the beauty of it – Mom’s humbleness was precious. Although Helen Jo and I knew that the staff cared for Mom and that Mom cared deeply for them we didn’t know the depth of those feelings. We didn’t know how Mom had blessed so many people. God surely blessed us with that last week when we were able to learn more about our precious Mama.
God took her home Monday night, April 23. We were all there as she slipped into heaven. As heavy as our hearts were we couldn’t have wished more life for her. We knew she was quickly in the arms of Jesus getting to see our precious brother who we lost when he was 18 and her mother as well. Mom was only nine when her mother died. Can you imagine the reunion? Oh Sweet Jesus.
Has it been difficult without Mom? Yes and no. No, because we know she is with Jesus but yes because we miss her. Why haven’t we traveled this spring and summer? It’s hard to explain but I just felt the need to be at home. I know it seems backwards as I was more comfortable traveling when Mom was living and then reluctant to afterward. I guess I just need familiarity and needed to gather my family and friends. My sister and I are in very close contact. When we can’t get together we are constantly on the phone for looooong conversations! Although we were already close the loss of Mom has forged an even deeper relationship.
God blessed us with a precious mother for 92 years. After she fell 2 ½ years ago her life changed and her world became very small. Her memory began to fail but praise God she never had a problem knowing us. Thank you Jesus that you gave me to her. What a blessing.
After we returned home from our long winter trip we knew we definitely had a problem with the coach so we called Howard RV in Wilmington. Because of a local RV show they were involved in they could not take our RV in until Tuesday, March 6. Since we had to be there at 8:00 that morning we elected to take it in on Monday. We explained the problems and told them that we had a scheduled trip and would like to have the RV back by Friday, March 9. We also said that if it worked out fine but if it didn’t that would be OK. I had called FMCA earlier to ask what I needed to do if we had to cancel. I discovered that I had until the day before the rally started to cancel our registration and get a full refund so that lessened the stress of making an immediate decision.
I cannot say enough good things about Howard RV. They apparently started to work immediately on our coach and within hours were calling Jerry to give him updates. When your coach is in the shop communication is so very important but there are so many dealerships that fail in that area. Howard RV is a shining example of good communication as they go above and beyond the norm. Although we had a hefty bill (had to buy a new inverter) Howard had our coach ready for pickup Friday afternoon. Finally we knew we were going to be able to go to Perry.
The next question – when were we going to leave. We had planned to leave on Sunday arriving at the Georgina National Fairgrounds on Monday. We had a meeting to attend on Tuesday at 4:30 but nothing else pressing enough to get us there earlier. If we arrived on Monday we would be in the holding area with no hookups so we decided to postpone our leaving until Monday morning.
Except for the last minute things had everything packed and ready to go by Sunday night. I had trouble going to sleep so Jerry moved to another bedroom to sleep. On Monday morning I woke up early and as I sat in the den doing my devotions, etc. I wondered why Jerry was sleeping so late. I just assumed he had had a bad night so I didn’t wake him. When he finally walked out he said he had awakened and wondered why I was up so early but then suddenly realized that there was one clock in the house that he had not reset to the new DST! Yep, the one in the guest room. So we left a bit later than anticipated.
We had no reservations because we really didn’t know how far we would drive. That’s becoming a usual situation for us and so far it has worked. After using Mapquest and projecting arrival times in various cities I called Heritage RV in Augusta and although their one pull through was taken they had one space left so we made the reservation. The manager remarked that there must be something going on in Perry, Georgia because he had a lot of people heading that way!
When we arrived there was a North Carolina coach pulling in right in front of us and as we parked I realized they were parked across from us. After we got set up we walked over to introduce ourselves. We visited briefly with Rougement residents, Travis and Linda and then returned to the RV for the rest of the evening. I had put beef stew in the crock pot at lunch so we had a nice dinner waiting for us and with some peas and rolls we had our last “good” dinner.
Up and out early Tuesday morning and on the way to Perry. Of course due to the freezing temps the car windshield was again frosted over so with my head hanging out of the window I carefully navigated the car behind the RV. Since we have a garage at home we’ve never had to worry about frosted windshields before but now we may need to invest in a covering for the windshield. Driving with my head out of the window on really cold mornings is must not fun! Just before we got to Perry we saw a Pilot gas station advertising “RV Friendly”. Wrong! They do not have an RV lane and the pump access is rather small. It took us about 20 minutes to get to a pump, much longer than it took us to pump the gas!
We got to the fairgrounds a little after 11:00 and joined the line of coaches waiting to be parked. About 30 minutes later they led us to our spot in Lot B, Street 17. We found out a short time later that Travis and Linda were just a few coaches from us, Lot B, Street 19.
Jerry and I attended the Mentor’s meeting Tuesday afternoon and met up with Jan and Jim, our friends from Marietta, Ga. We decided to join them for dinner that night at Georgia Bob’s Barbecue. Well, actually that was our third choice as the other two restaurants on the list were either full or had an hour waiting list. We ran into Rick and Sandi, a Carolina Guroos couple and asked them to join us. We’d all meet at 6:00 at Georgia Bob’s. Jerry and I returned to the coach to get ready and ran into Travis and Linda and asked them to join us so off the four of us went to meet the other four. It took us a while to locate Georgia Bob’s and it was in an Exxon station! How surprised were we. We went in and got a table for eight and wondered why Jim and Jan who are never late weren’t there. About ten minutes after six Jan texted me and asked if we were coming. Yeah, we were there. Where were they? Oh, they were at the Georgia Bob’s in Perry while we were at the Georgia Bob’s in Warner Robbins so off we went to join them. We finally got there and eventually had a delightful dinner and great fellowship. I am so glad we got to spend time with Jan and Jim because we weren’t able to see them very much during the rest of the rally. By the way, Jan later told me if we were ever again meeting for dinner and we turned up at an Exxon station I could rest assured that I was in the wrong place!
Jerry and I both had meetings on Wednesday morning, his for training to be a seminar volunteer and mine, to volunteer in the FMCA store so we were up and walking around the grounds fairly early. The cold North Carolina weather had followed us to Georgia plus it was pretty windy so we weren’t outside very long.
On Thursday afternoon we were invited to a get together with the Peach State Travelers out of Georgia. Our friends, Jan and Jim encouraged us to join the group a couple of years ago so we did. Unfortunately due to distance we were only able to attend one rally so we decided not to renew our membership but we still love to see everyone. What a great group of people.
The rest of the week flew by with seminars, shopping at the vendor’s sites and meeting and making new friends. Perhaps one of the most informative sessions was about the FMCA benefits. The basic membership is filled with special perks for discounts but probably the most beneficial might be the Emergency Evacuation procedure if due to illness you are unable to continue your trip. Not only will FMCA assist in getting you home but will also get the coach home. This also included children under 18 traveling along plus a dog or cat. That in itself is more than worth the membership fee. Hopefully we will never have to use that benefit but it is reassuring to have it.
On Saturday evening we attended a Newmar Kountry Klub cookout sponsored by National Indoor RV where we enjoyed a good meal, some good entertainment and visited with folks we had met last year on our Williamsburg trip. As they say, a good time was had by all!
We topped off a great week on Sunday night by a performance by Jeanne Roberson. Before the show I got to go up and have my picture taken with her and when she realized I was from Kinston she asked about a mutual friend. Small world. It is so reassuring to listen to a comedic speaker who had everyone laughing until the tears rolled but who never used any profanity or off color jokes. Good clean humor – it is out there folks.
We didn’t rush Monday morning so didn’t leave until nearly 9:30 headed home. Again, we had no plans so I kept guesstimating how far we could drive. We finally decided on South of the Border at Pecos Campground. I called and apparently got the last pull through for the night. Having visited South of the Border briefly many years ago and still continuing to see the many signs that dot Interstate 95 I was a bit dubious of Pecos Campground but the ratings were good and I trusted them. Much to my surprise it is a delightful campground. After we set up we chatted with the fellow next door, a snow birder heading from Florida back to Maine. Then Jerry and I walked around the park and then over to the shops at South of the Border. I really didn’t want anything with Myrtle Beach written on it! Back to the coach and a very quiet night.
We didn’t get up until after 8:00 Tuesday morning and then we had to pull everything together for storing the RV for a while as no trips were planned at this time. I had washed three loads of clothes yesterday so all we had left were sheets and towels which could be done at home. Finally a bit after 10:00 we pulled out. Although we had a thunder storm and heavy rain during the night there was no rain this morning so Jerry was able to empty the tanks with no problems. I was a bit startled though when Jerry pointed out the Welcome mat at the steps. It was covered, literally covered in yellow pollen. Oh joy, allergy season here we come.
Since we have been having trouble with the braking lights we decided to stop by Campers Inn on the way home. To make a long story short, they could not determine the problem so we made an appointment to return and headed on home.
It was a great trip. We saw old friends and made new friends. FMCA is all about learning and teaching but it is also all about making life-long friends. Now, the question is do we make plans to attend the International Rally in Gillette, Wyoming in July? Um…
My sister had asked me to pick up some BAMA sweatshirts for her so after we pulled out of Coaches Corner we headed to the local Walmart which was only a couple of miles from the campground. Unable to find anything at Walmart we headed over to Sam’s and found one long sleeved t-shirt. All of the short sleeved t-shirts reminded me of merchants putting out Christmas decorations in October. Think they all are rushing the season a bit.
It was nearly 10:00 when we headed out of Tuscaloosa but our plans were for a shorter driving day today. We had once stayed in Augusta on a return trip home so we had hoped to do that again. Unfortunately they were unable to accommodate us so I began AGAIN to locate a park. Since it was our last night on the road we needed a park with full hookup. I finally located The Barn in Lexington, SC. It was a nice park just a couple of miles off of I20. As we rode in Jerry spotted a Bojangles and said that was where he was going to have breakfast the next day. What a fateful statement.
We got settled in at The Barn, had dinner and watched some of the Olympics. When I awaken Tuesday morning about 6:00 I immediately realized that it was completely dark in the coach AGAIN! Jerry woke up too and began to assess the problem. Unfortunately it was bigger than we thought. He got the tanks emptied and then told me to pull in the slides. When I pressed the button to pull in the passenger bedroom slide nothing happened. Oh no. I later found out that three of our slides are hydraulic and one is electric, standard for most RV’s. The electric one would not come in. After trouble shooting Jerry finally called Newmar and they were able to instruct Jerry on how to pull in the slide. It was determined that we had an electrical issue that was causing the fuses to blow so that is something that will have to be dealt with by an authorized Newmar repair center. It would probably be helpful if we understood how the electrical system works and that may be a seminar in the future. As Jerry said, if we keep having problems he will soon know how to solve them. Needless to say it was very upsetting and a bad way to end a wonderful vacation. We did finally get the slide in and got on the road and yes, we stopped at Bojangles for a biscuit and some coffee.
We finally made it home by 3:00 and we were mighty glad to see Autumn Drive. As soon as Jerry turned off the ignition we turned to each other and bowing our heads thanked the Lord for safe travel and a safe return home. Although we did have some bumps with the coach along the way we never broke down on the road and we never had a problem we were not able to deal with. 6200+ miles on the coach and I have no idea how many on the car, probably at least 1000 and home safely. It was indeed a trip of a lifetime, a trip of learning and a trip of sharing and being together with my best friend!
We woke up this morning to 30 degrees and a lot of wind. Fortunately Jerry didn’t have to hookup anything but of course he went outside to make sure everything was secure. While outside he spotted another traveler in the parking lot and though it was freezing cold he couldn’t resist taking a couple of pictures.
As we traveled through Texas the temperature begin to drop, 28 degrees with a wind chill of 18 and we had to stop and get gas! Brr… We were also getting alerts on our phones about winter precipitation coming in so we were anxious to get out of Texas. We also saw several warning about Ice Prevention Crews ahead although we never saw anyone.
I began to look for campgrounds for the evening and located Travel Centers of America in Greenwood, Louisiana. The gentleman I talked with was very nice and met us at the gas station upon our arrival and led us to the park. It is a very nice overnight park located right off of I20 not I10 as some reviews say. We got a pull thorough with easy hookups of light, water, and septic and the slides were all opened unlike a night at Walmart. I could also get my pajamas out of the drawer which I couldn’t do that last night
We woke up on Sunday, February 11 to another cold, overcast day. We pulled out about 8:30 headed to Coaches Corner in Tuscaloosa. The first 10-15 miles through Shreveport confirmed what I remembered about Louisiana highways. Wow, I knew if any nut, bolt, fuse, or waterline, etc. remained tight it would be amazing. After about 15 miles though the highway smoothed out. We began to see green grass and standing water, ah, thoughts of home. The entire day was overcast with occasional misting rain which made for easy travel plus there was not much traffic on Sunday morning. As we entered Mississippi we began to get alerts about flood warnings. – fire and dust warnings in Arizona, winter storm watch in Texas and flood warnings in Mississippi. Wow!
Unfortunately before we got to our destination it began to rain heavily so that slowed us down a bit but we still got there mid-afternoon. As we were checking in I mentioned that we had heard about the campground from Tami and Eric Johnson of TechnoRV and by golly, he pointed out that they were right next door to us. Small world. After we got set up I went over and chatted with them just a few minutes and then back to the coach to get ready for a visit with my nephew and his lovely wife.
Davidson and Sarah came over and we had a nice visit plus we got to show off our motor home. No one in the family has seen it and most of them probably think we’re a bit crazy. Hopefully Davidson and Sarah will tell them about our nice home away from home. We went out to dinner at Depalma’s Italian Café in downtown Tuscaloosa and then rode around a bit to see the campus. In conversation Sarah and I realized that her mom and I are sorority sisters!
After a tour of their apartment they took us back to the campground where we settled in for the night a little closer to home.
Bless Pat, we pulled out before 8:00 this morning! As Jerry and I both agreed, it’s Austin. Let me explain. Last year at the end of our Texas visit we returned to Fredericksburg to visit the Enchanted Rock. The next day we headed for home with a planned stop in College Station at the George H.W. Bush Presidential Library. As we drove toward College Station I realized that we were going to be close to Austin. I had heard many good things about Austin so was thinking we probably needed to explore the town. As we got closer I realized that no, we were not going to be close to Austin but were going right through it. I asked Jerry if he wanted to stop and after a few seconds he said no and we both agreed that it was time to head home. We were like homing pigeons and we were ready to travel east. Apparently we felt the same way yesterday as we were discussing whether to leave for home today or tomorrow. Today! We may stop in Tuscaloosa to visit family but other than that we are on the way home!
As we pulled out of Benson I began to see signs of “Brush Fire Danger – Extreme” bringing to mind the fears I expressed earlier. It is so very dry in Arizona. Nearly two hours later as we entered New Mexico we saw signs warning of dust areas and saw places for pull offs. I had read about the dust storms but fortunately we didn’t have any trouble this morning.
I spent the first two hours trying to plot out our route and find possible places to stay. I used the Harvest Host directory and found a possibility for tomorrow night. The RV park I settled on in Van Horn, Texas didn’t open until 2:00 so couldn’t make a definite plan with them at that time. It’s a Passport park and at $14 a deal for full hookup.
As we continued to travel through New Mexico I was periodically getting fire alert warnings for each area we passed. At times I felt as though we were running from potential fires. Of course the warnings were for the next day but I couldn’t help but think that we left North Carolina hours ahead of a huge weather event for the East Coast and now we are leaving Arizona ahead of the fire threats. To hear that an area is dry and has the potential for fire and to see the area and realize how very dry it is, well, that’s two different things.
We took a short break at the Visitor’s Center at Anthony, Texas just across the New Mexico border and had a quick lunch. Jerry was feeling good so he suggested that we drive further than Van Horn so after we got back on the road I started looking for a place to spend the night. Between Van Horn and Odessa which was further than we wanted to drive there were not many options. I finally located a Walmart in Pecos and called to see if they allowed overnight parking for RV’s. Yes, they did so we headed on there. In the back of my mind I kept thinking about that hour we were going to lose.
About 100 miles into Texas we had to go through a Border Patrol inspection center. They just asked if anyone was in the back, then on to Pecos we went. Pecos had both a Flying J where we could fill up and a Walmart to overnight at. No problem. Right? Wrong! First, there was a lot of traffic and very long stop lights. It probably took us over five minutes to get off of I20. Then the Flying J was not easily accessible and the Garmin took us around Pecos. We had a nice little tour. Then back through Pecos to the Walmart. When I called they neglected to tell me that the parking lot was the size of a postage stamp and every available parking slot had been captured by cars. There was absolutely nowhere to park so back on the road we went. I began frantically looking for something but I20 doesn’t have much to offer. There was a Walmart in Odessa so I called them. Nope, they didn’t allow overnight parking. Our next hope was in Midland, eighty miles further. I called and they very nicely said sure. The 330 rule followed by many RVer’s is drive 330 miles or be off the road by 3:30. Boy, we broke that rule today. Jerry was feeling good so we decided to go on sure we’d be off the road before dark. Well, that didn’t work so well. There we were on I20 with trucks, work trucks, semi’s and a few cars flying by at 75+ mpg. Jerry competently drove and I prayed.
We pulled in the Walmart in Midland about 8:30 along with several other RVer’s and truckers and we were tired and hungry. I had dinner planned but Jerry saw a McDonald’s so we just walked over there and had dinner. When we got back to the RV Jerry pulled the steps in and we settled in for the night. I never heard a sound! Thank you to the Midland Walmart for being so kind and generous to some tired travelers.
As I do every morning when I awaken I looked at the clock at the foot of the bed and guess what? All was dark. I had no idea what time it was but I knew we didn’t have any power. Jerry woke up as well so he got up, turned the generator on and began to recharge the house battery. We have had a problem with a breaker on the generator tripping so Jerry went outside to see if that was the problem. Yes, it was and because it happen last night the house battery didn’t charge as it should have. Hopefully we were far enough away from our neighbors so that a generator at 6:00 didn’t bother them.
After showers and dressing we got everything ready to pull out except hooking the car up. Jerry wanted to ride over to the FMCA rally to see what the new RV’s looked like. Would you believe the Newmar dealer did not have a single Canyon Star? Apparently they are not very plentiful as he said they were still waiting for some to come in. We quickly walked through the vendor’s hall to see if Cummins had a booth but they didn’t so we went on back to the RV, hooked the car up in minutes and pulled out at 9:20. It was a busy morning.
We only had a little less than 40 miles to drive to get to Benson. At first I thought that I had probably make a mistake but as it turned out it was the perfect place for us to begin our journey home. We were at the Red Barn RV Park a little after 10:00. Set up was quick and easy. As we were setting up Jerry mentioned that we might want to consider starting home tomorrow instead of Saturday since we pretty much had a full day ahead of us to tour. We decided that we’d see how the day went and then decide. We walked up to the office to register. It is a Passport park so our overnight fee was only $15.10. We told the owner that we might leave early so we only paid for one night telling him we’d let him know tomorrow.
We headed to Tombstone and I’m not sure what Jerry and I expected but it was definitely not what we saw. It is definitely a tourist trap, oh excuse me, town with a lot of western shops, a few restaurants and ice cream shops and many people recreating the Old Tombstone. There were a couple of gunfights but we elected not to spend that $20. We did walk into the Bird Cage Theater and got a brief glimpse into the historical building. We ended up getting cones of gelato and then headed out to Bisbee. Again, not what we expected. A lot of shops plus a couple of mines. We stopped at the Queen Mine Visitor’s Center but since we had been on a mine tour when we were in Michigan we elected not to do that.
At my suggestion we headed back to Tombstone to see the historic Courthouse and finally, a good idea. It is a beautiful building filled with history from the courtroom to the judge’s chambers to the replica gallows outside. We learned a lot about the Gunfight at OK Corral which didn’t actually happen at the OK Corral but in the street. October 26, 1881 “will always be marked as one of the crimson days in the annals of Tombstone. A day when blood flowed as water and human life was held as a shuttle cock, a day away to be remembered as witnessing the bloodiest and deadliest street fight that ever occurred in this place or probably in the territory.” Tombstone Nugget, October 1881. I was astonished at the ages of the people involved. They were so very young. Both Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday were in their early 30’s when the gunfight occurred and Doc Holliday actually died from tuberculosis at the age of 36.
After spending a good hour in the courthouse and declaring that the day had turned out pretty good we had to stop by Boot Hill. Buried along with the upstanding citizens of the community were the outlaws with their victims, suicides, hangings, legal and otherwise as one person was hung by mistake. It is said that the cemetery got its name because the people died with their boots on. Several of the graves had money, both coins and paper on them so we went in and asked about it. Since some of the graves held people who upheld the law many law enforcement contemporaries drop money on their grave as a symbol of honor. Occasionally the town comes in and collects the paper money but leaves the coins. There was also money on the graves of children for no other special reason than people just empathize with the loss of a child.
Since we had done so much today we did decide to leave tomorrow. That left a lot to be done in the evening. We stopped by the campground and put our second load of laundry in the washing machine and then went to the grocery store to stock up for the trip home. We got some beef to prepare in the crockpot as we travel. When we got back to the coach I fixed some spaghetti sauce and some sloppy joe mixture so all we have to do is heat it up. I think we’ll be have enough food to get us back to Kinston even if we have to dry camp a couple of nights. Our plan is to spend the last night in Augusta at Heritage RV Park. We can get full hookup there and get all of the tanks emptied so that won’t be a problem when we get home. Wow, five weeks on the road, a wonderful trip and we’re just as excited to be heading home as we were when we started our trip.
At dinner tonight we discussed our trip trying to determine what our number one favorite place we visited was. Neither of us could answer that as there were many things that stood out, some more than others. Tomorrow I’m going to try to make a list of each place we visited and each hike, etc. we took. As Jerry said it’s difficult to remember each thing because we did so very much. He asked me what I would recommend to someone else and how long I would suggest their trip be. Again, I couldn’t answer. We came such a long way and we know we will most likely never come out here again so we felt compelled to do as much as we could and see as much as we could. Did we do so much that it all ran together? No, I don’t think so. Blogging each day helps me remember more clearly but it’s something I had to do every day so as not to confuse the packed days. It has definitely been a trip to remember and we feel very blessed to have been able to do it. Now, praying for safe travel home.