Heading South

The forecast for Tuesday didn't sound too good. The remnants from Hurricane Bill was heading our way and some severe weather was expected. We were not sure exactly what that meant but we felt that we should make tracks to get out of the storms way. So we starting moving south in a westerly direction.

We soon were out of Maine and decided to skirt around Boston, Philadelphia and Washington. So we
drove through Massachusetts and continued into Connecticut. Looking through the RV Travel Guide we picked out a park that indicated that it was just off the Interstate - it just didn't say how far. Anyway we wound up here at Wilderness Lake RV Campground. Not bad for an over night - that's the lake through the trees - specially with the two thunder storms that passed over us. Fortunately just rain, lightning and thunder with no damage.

That was Tuesday night. We got up early on Wednesday and continued through New York and into Pennsylvania. Looking for a overnight stop near Carlisle the lady in the GPS was messing with us again. We turned on three or four country roads and we finally decided that there was no park where we where and that we were not lost, just disoriented. We stopped in a cleared area on the side of the road and now the GPS was in a dumb spot and we were unable to communicated with the nice lady. Susan wanted to get out of here since there was nothing around and we had seen just a few buildings and no people for quite a while. She likes syfy programs and I know she was thinking zombies. We made a 180 and tried to backtrack the roads that we had been on. One road looked promising so we figured it would take us somewhere and then we would know where we were. It did and after a few miles we saw the name Carlisle on the water tower.  Out came the book, the lady was back and we plugged in Western Village which was close to  us and just a mile and a half off of I-81. It was a nice park with nice RVers and one really nice dog that Shadow played with.

Thursday, after a super good breakfast at the local diner we got on the road and soon were in Virginia. I-8l weaves through the Shenandoah Valley and is a very scenic highway. Granted that there are more 18 wheelers on the road than there are cars you still get to see see the mountains and, oh yes, get a little rain on the wind shield.

Anyone know where the Pink Cadillac Diner is? This is Virginia's tribute to Elvis Presley. We stopped here for dinner before we drove across the street to the KOA campground for the night. Maybe 6 or 7 years ago on a motorcycle trip with some of my buddies we stayed at this motel and ate both dinner and breakfast at the diner. No, they didn't remember me.

OK, OK, it's in Natural Bridge, VA.

Friday, more of the same - I-81, 77 and 40 and here we are in Marion, NC at Tom Johnson's RV Sales and Campground. And yes, we may be looking for an RV with an island bed and a little more room inside.