I woke up about 5:00 this morning and heard the soothing pitter patter of rain on the coach. I read yesterday that waking during the night had different meanings at different times of the night. Waking up between 4:00 and 6:00 indicates a time for prayer so pray I did until I fell back to sleep until 7:00. Since we had not hooked up the septic but had attached the car it was fairly easy to break down. It was still raining when we left, in fact rained the entire trip to Coshocton. All planned activities or the day were outside so …
I generally input the destination details into the GPS on the night before so last night I entered the information into the Garmin that I use – 180+ miles. What? Good Sam and MapQuest both said 123. I entered the information into the Clarion and it was 123 miles. What was the difference? I couldn’t get to the atlas to look at the routes so we decided to go with the Clarion. Both routes were going to take about the same amount of time. Well, the Clarion route was closer but the last 40 miles were two lane, sometimes looking narrow to me, small towns, hilly road and 35 mph speed limit. Think we should have followed the Garmin! By the way I mentioned the curvy roads to a couple of people and they both said “Oh, you took 81. Guess it’s well known for its meandering road. Sometimes I just closed my eyes but as usual Jerry did a terrific job. In addition to that the TPMS alerted us that the inside passenger tire was not responding. Talk about stress. There was absolutely no where to stop, no where, so we kept on. I turned the system off and rebooted it. When the system is turned on it cycles through several times, no a lot of times until all of the tires register and this time two of the tires didn’t register. Finally just the inside passenger tire was still not registering. We came to an intersection, stopped at the light, turned and voila – all tires were fine.
We arrived at the Coshocton KOA RV Park at 11:45. I never did find it on the GPS and I think it’s only been a KOA for a short while, maybe was formerly Colonial Campground. It is a small campground but nice. Check in was very quick and the staff was friendly. They have several activities going on today, a cookie decorating class and ice cream social among several others.
As we were setting up we began chatting with two of the campers. Apparently there are two Good Sam clubs meeting here this week-end. One fellow suggested that since it was raining we might want to go to Canton to the Football Hall of Fame. I could see Jerry’s eyes light up at that. We talked with another man, a Dutch Star owner and compared Newmar notes.
Came in for a small lunch and decided that we both were too tired to go to Canton which was an hour away. Two weeks of travel must have taken their toll on me because I laid down on the sofa to read and slept two hours and would have slept more if Jerry hadn’t kept insisting that I wake up. It was good sleeping!
Deciding dinner was a bit difficult. Do we chance grilling steaks or go out to eat. The Warehouse in Roscoe Village had been recommended but we needed to cook the steaks.
Finally around 6:30 we realized that it had stopped raining and the sun was trying to shine so we decided to chance grilling. In the microwave convection it only takes about 25 minutes to bake the potatoes so with some sliced cucumbers we were ready to eat a delicious dinner.
I think today was a catch up day after having been on the road for two weeks. Both Jerry and I took naps and then I crashed before 9:00.