Life on the Road

Today is a busy day. We packed up everything this morning, emptied all the tanks (including the freshwater tank, in hopes of being able to flush/chlorinate it– that did not work, but the tank’s empty anyway), loaded up the bikes, pulled out and hit the  road. We drove about 10 miles to our new campsite in Lake George– preparation for my sister’s visit, and also time for a change of scenery. Plus, it would be nice to have more reliable/less frustrating Internet access and cell phone coverage.

Anyway, in the process of moving, the GPS, which recently came back from Garmin after being repaired, steered us to a road with a bridge and a 12′ clearance.  We’re in a motorhome. Clearance for us is 13′6″. Since we did not want to lose the enormous satellite dish strapped to our roof, we turned around. As it turns out, Lola was taking us in the complete opposite direction of the campground, and, in fact, we could have already been there if we’d made a right turn instead of a left. What was she thinking?

Astrology buffs sometimes say things like “Mercury is in retrograde,” which is the star-crossed version of saying “there’s gremlins in the machines.”

The cat is totally sacked out on the carpet right now– poor guy got all tired from riding in a moving vehicle for an hour.

And we have some new “visitors.” Having finally escaped Warrensburg with only donating about 2 pints of blood to the local mosquito population, we pulled in and started setting up– only to have five wasps descend on our RV like it was the latest offering from Sherman & Boone. No, you horrid bugs, this is not an Open House! Don’t you critters know by now that this is not a good time to invest in real estate? Go away!

We anticipate at least one, if not more nests will be hidden about our rig by the time we leave, in 8 days.