The RV has been sitting at the Excel Service Center in Smith Center Kansas since our return from Zoe's in July. Almost $10,000 in maintenance and repairs including new black/grey tanks, ladder, and much labor to lift and replace bolts and rotted wood in back end and secure interior walls which were not properly installed in the first place. Also installed correctly and replaced worn parts in sewer ez, and fixed many small things inside and sealed spots on the roof after replacing vents, etc. etc. FEELS GREAT to have her back knowing she is now as good as NEW!
Mark Twain Cave, Missouri |
Another bonsai trip (which we always say we are never going to do again), squeezing it in between doctors appointments and social engagements. Feels weird to be on a road trip in the truck without the RV behind. We spend three nights in hotels, which we disinfect thoroughly to avoid COVID, and eat from casseroles, etc. from our cooler to avoid restaurants. Arrive Monday 14 September, we spend a couple hours checking everything out then on the road again till dark. Diesel is CHEAP most places paying less than $2.00 in mid west, versus $2.90 in Pennsylvania and more on the coast.
9/15 Break up the return trip a little on the way back passing through Champlain IL again and check out some more addresses where John lived as a kid. Spent the night at lovely Mark Twain Cave Campground in Hannibal Missouri and toured the cave that Samuel Clements hung out in as a kid and which he based the Tom Sawyer and Becky's lost cave adventure. Next day we stop north of Henry, IL on I-80 for lunch with cousin Will Duke (grandma Mary's nephew) and wife Carol.
9/17 For our last night John finds very rustic Clearview Campground in Dubois Pennsylvania. On a
Clearview Campground, Pennsylvania |
hilltop off the beaten path with a beautiful hilly view of cornfields, green hills, forests and a couple of houses in the distance. 95% of sites are seasonal and there is only one other camper here. Only ONE site of the few available for overnighters can we fit in due to the rough roads, steep hills and small sites. Run by a lovely local man, Dale, whose father built the park in the 1940's, in between spitting tobacco, he told us the history and brought us plenty of firewood which we enjoyed for hours watching the sunset through the smoky haze from the wildfires on the west coast. We really needed this rest after 7 days of driving. Was wonderful to watch a flock of migrating geese land in the field in front of us, and hear them excitedly welcome a few stragglers who came about 20 minutes later. Wonderful, peaceful night.
Always good to be home, and the trip was totally uneventful for a change! 3,297 miles in 8 days, never again we say.....AGAIN. One of these days our life will really slow down so we can drive on a relaxed schedule. Looking forward to it.