Saturday, April 10, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
This morning Gary is at weight and tire safety seminars, I will attend the Geeks on Tour’s ‘Every Rver needs a Blog’ and Linda’s ‘how to pack everything’ seminars. Tonight is a catered dinner and a sock hop for which I borrowed Connie’s poodle skirt. Should be fun… We have learned a lot about a lot and had a ball at our potluck dinner and Family Feud game last night. What a crack-up! There are some very funny people out there, let me tell ya. The days have flown by, and tomorrow is the last morning breakfast and a farewell from L&H. I’m looking forward to the rig walkthroughs this afternoon, too. We’re off tomorrow to Wilmington KOA for two nights, as Gary wants to explore the area, and I want to get this place organized a little better. We keep needing things, and because we threw everything into Bella the last day, I can’t remember if I packed stuff in her, or packed stuff in storage. Could have used a little more time, I guess. But, we’ll manage. I love doing wash in the rig, as it’s a piece of cake. I did seven loads as soon as we got here (the washer/dryer is very small – it would have been two or three loads at home – I mean the house), but even though our bedroom looked like a laundry room for the day, we now have clean clothes. The weather has moved down from the high 80’s into the mid 70’s but it is clear and sunny for the next week. It rained briefly Thursday night to wash away the pollen and there are puddles of yellow all over the roads. We’ve seen some beautiful Carolina Bluebirds attacking a jeep window, swallows that I have yet to identify, and someone mentioned a couple of Eagles soaring above the lake yesterday. I should be outside typing this near our birdseeder we set up. Oh – at the doorprize giveaway I won a suctioncup birdfeeder! Yay! Now all I need is some decent birdseed as no birds are interested in the Walmart brand it seems. Can’t wait to get to Falls Lake SP where there are sure to be lots of birds. Still wrestling with the lease process, but it will get done. Well, I’m off to take some photos. Genecop has a very interesting rig that I will post on the web tomorrow!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The RV-Dreams Rally
Today we had to get up early, pack and get on the road to the Rally in Longs, SC. After dumping, we hit the road about 11 (I know, early, schmerly). Route 95 was OK. and we were nearing our exit and then it happened. A couple of mobile signs said "suggest alternate route - road work ahead', but since we had 2 seconds to our exit we kept going straight - right into stopped dead traffic. Yuck. We crawled for an hour to our exit and then everything was fine. Wow - WillowTree RV Resort was like entering a country club. Easy check in and then we were escorted to our spot by Joe on a golf cart. We have sewer! I threw a load of wash in, and we grabbed our chairs and drinks and walked over to the 'Palace' (Linda and Howard's site) where there were a bunch of people already in a circle. More and more RV Dreamers arrived and we found ourselves next to EagleShea and his wife Terri. Eagleshea (John) was the kayaker we met on the Myakka River in Florida on our maiden voyage [with the alligators]. EagleShea is his forum sign-in name (because he likes eagles!) We are going to have a ball here, I know it. Everyone is so nice, and amazed that we have been fulltimers for one week! Even Tasha ventured out right away and viewed the park from her harness and rope - which she escapes from all the time.
We got to tour some rigs of members and one really original one had a smart car that was painted to match his truck. It parks in the back and rides! Cute, eh? 
Thursday, April 1, 2010
River ride and a Surprise
Another beautiful sunrise greeted us with temperatures even warmer – 79! But the pollen has turned everything yellow. Welcome to spring! The forecast for the next 10 days is sun, sun, sun and up into the high 80s. Hurray! Larry, our favorite ranger offered to drive us up river and drop us off for our kayak trip, so we had to get ready for that. We took down the jeep top, and loaded up our stuff. There was a tiny little dirt road that lead to a secret place to put in – basically black swamp water, but Larry assured me that there weren’t too many alligators around.
We shoved off and paddled our way to the entrance to the river, and then the current took us downstream about 5 mph. We only met a couple of guys exiting where we put in who asked us if our inflatable was tough. As we passed eachother, I wondered what he meant by that, but we were soon to see for ourselves. It was pleasant, absolutely peaceful just the sound of birds which we couldn’t see as the trees were so tall, but it was fun not having to paddle. This river is so crooked, often it looked like it dead-ended, but just as you got close to the trees, it opened up on the right or left. 
Sometimes there were huge trees lying across the river with just a small opening. We tried to get around the branches, but one we just crashed into because the current was so strong between the pass. We wiggled our way out, and wondered how we could avoid that again. We decided we couldn’t, and were glad our SeaEagle was a tough young thing and that the water wasn’t too deep.
James and Larry were waiting for us just around 3 hours after put in to help us take out. What good guys! A piece of pumpkin bread for each of them should be a tiny reward, but this is a job they obviously love doing. We washed the mud off of ‘no name kayak’ and our shoes, and set her next to Bella to dry in the sun. Then it was cocktail time, and once again, I am thrilled with the peacefulness. Being Good Friday tomorrow, we expect to see a lot more rigs entering the park tonight. After we cleaned up our cocktail stuff, it was time to have some leftovers and not the BBQ chicken we had planned earlier and it was a good thing, because as I was getting things together, I heard Gary talking to a guy that said “Do you recognize me?” I couldn’t see him, but racking my brain as to who it could be, Gary said, “Peg, guess who’s here?!” It was Howard! A hug later, and we discovered they had arrived that afternoon right down the road at Shuman’s RV park. We made arrangements to have a campfire that night at our place and dinner the next night (yay, we have a chicken). We weren’t sure about kayaking down the river with them the next day, but Gary offered to drive them up to put in. Our campfire didn’t get hot enough to roast marshmallows, so Linda and I nuked them and they were just as good! We talked till 10 pm and said goodnight, exchanged phone numbers, and tucked ourselves in for another perfect night’s sleep. Ahhhh, this is the life.
We shoved off and paddled our way to the entrance to the river, and then the current took us downstream about 5 mph. We only met a couple of guys exiting where we put in who asked us if our inflatable was tough. As we passed eachother, I wondered what he meant by that, but we were soon to see for ourselves. It was pleasant, absolutely peaceful just the sound of birds which we couldn’t see as the trees were so tall, but it was fun not having to paddle. This river is so crooked, often it looked like it dead-ended, but just as you got close to the trees, it opened up on the right or left. 
Sometimes there were huge trees lying across the river with just a small opening. We tried to get around the branches, but one we just crashed into because the current was so strong between the pass. We wiggled our way out, and wondered how we could avoid that again. We decided we couldn’t, and were glad our SeaEagle was a tough young thing and that the water wasn’t too deep.
James and Larry were waiting for us just around 3 hours after put in to help us take out. What good guys! A piece of pumpkin bread for each of them should be a tiny reward, but this is a job they obviously love doing. We washed the mud off of ‘no name kayak’ and our shoes, and set her next to Bella to dry in the sun. Then it was cocktail time, and once again, I am thrilled with the peacefulness. Being Good Friday tomorrow, we expect to see a lot more rigs entering the park tonight. After we cleaned up our cocktail stuff, it was time to have some leftovers and not the BBQ chicken we had planned earlier and it was a good thing, because as I was getting things together, I heard Gary talking to a guy that said “Do you recognize me?” I couldn’t see him, but racking my brain as to who it could be, Gary said, “Peg, guess who’s here?!” It was Howard! A hug later, and we discovered they had arrived that afternoon right down the road at Shuman’s RV park. We made arrangements to have a campfire that night at our place and dinner the next night (yay, we have a chicken). We weren’t sure about kayaking down the river with them the next day, but Gary offered to drive them up to put in. Our campfire didn’t get hot enough to roast marshmallows, so Linda and I nuked them and they were just as good! We talked till 10 pm and said goodnight, exchanged phone numbers, and tucked ourselves in for another perfect night’s sleep. Ahhhh, this is the life.
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