The trip so far has been uneventful, relaxing and interesting.
WEATHER: The weather has been very nice for driving; mostly sunny and no rain; it was delightful. That was the relaxing part. In just three days, I went from a 20° overnight in Pennsylvania with a faucet continually dripping to prevent freezing water lines to a mild 50° in Virginia and finally, today, to a high of 70° in North Carolina.
TRAFFIC: The traffic was, to me, unusually light although my travel hours were between 10 am and 3 pm. As expected, going through or around the major cities on the way south you'd expect delays, greater volume and the accompanying jackasses that are ever present on any trip. I must say, however, cursing was almost non-existent which should tell the tale. Speed limits were 65-70 mph and I maintained a 5 mph above speed limit rate except for the 70 mph limit. As mentioned, for me, things went along without incident. One encounter was a 12 minute, 5 mile backup south of Washington, DC. When I finally approached the scene, three of the five lanes were blocked due to a multi-vehicle accident. Two damaged vehicles were pointing in the wrong directions, a distance apart and there, in the middle of the second lane, was a motorcycle on its side. I could only imagine the whereabouts or condition of the cyclist. Uneventful for me but not so for the rider of that motorcycle.
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My first. A Coleman Ticonderoga pop up camper. Great memories. |
One of the nice things about driving is the time alone to think about "stuff." Yes, attention is maintained at all times on the road ahead but looking around at the scenery, the pockets of residential homes, the clusters of business and the facilities available at each exit give lots to think about. When I drove past exit 154 on I-95 in North Carolina, the Enfield exit, I was immediately thrown back 39 years. 3/4 of a mile west from that exit is the KOA campground where a group of families stopped on their way to Myrtle Beach during an Easter Break. On April 14th, 1979, the Wilke's, Wyskida's, Merz's, the Rossi's and all the children towed their pop-ups for the stay (on site #88) before traveling the Myrtle Beach for Easter Sunday. Yup, it's all in my "Camper's Daily Log Book" which I kept from 1978 and continue to this day.
"Back in the day," that 495 mile trip was made in just one 8 hour driving day. So far, I've driven 650 miles in three days with 510 to go before making my return trip. Prior to my purchase of the Winnebago, I used to drive from Peekskill to Kenly, NC, 540 miles the first day and the remaining 548 miles to Daytona Beach Shores in Florida where I spent the month of April. Kenly was the half way location for me. Those days are long gone.
CAMPGROUNDS: Funny things about the campgrounds I've stopped at so far. First, there's very few if any people around. We're not even close to "the season". The fifth wheelers are all covered and winterized, the cabins are empty and, in the case of my first stopover, the water was still turned off. It is evident that these campgrounds rely on their year round "residents" for income as they store their rigs on site. I had to fill my fresh water tank at the bathhouse so I could flush the RV antifreeze from my water lines.
Secondly, its cost me more for fuel each day than it has for spending the night at these spots. I stop for fuel every 250 miles and a tankful of diesel has been running between $35 and $50. So far I've just paid $50 for the three overnights. Describing each of these campgrounds is a waste of time. For me, if they provide the full hookups and free Internet, I'm a "happy camper." I'm in and out, thank you very much. I do enjoy meeting the folks who register you. Always very friendly, polite and it gets better as you go further south. Another reason I so look forward to being in the south. Folks are just plain different!
Tomorrow, Sunday, I'll be arriving in Hardeeville, SC at Camp Lake Jasper where I'll remain until Wednesday. There, good friends and fellow retirees, Roger and Wendy will greet me. They live in neighboring Bluffton and, finally, I'll visit with people I know and enjoy their unsurpassed hospitality. And speaking of friends and how far back we go, here's a photo from Easter Sunday, April 11, 1982. 35 years ago at Lake Arrowhead in Myrtle Beach, SC, site #1300.
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21 people making up 6 families getting ready to enjoy an Easter Sunday dinner: The Arnold's, Kuczma's, Merz's, Wyskida's, Rossi's and Wilke's. Ray and Charlie are not in the photo. They were busy taking the pictures. |
As for my two teenagers in the photo, 13 and 16, I've blinked twice and now find two adults ages 49 and 52 each with kids 23, 22 and 16. A very big slap of reality there, my friends. Well, with that nasty realization, I'll end my ramblings. Thanks for the company and your comments. I'll write again soon.