New Year's 2011

I love being on the road. Knowing you can go where ever you want, do whatever feels right. Unless you are towing an 18 year old camper. When we started out on this trip,i was on edge while driving through the state of Connecticut remembering our last trip home where we actually dragged an 18 foot septic hose (which had wiggled loose) behind us through the entire state. This time it did stay put, but a road trip with a camper is not complete without a septic problem. As we found out when I took a quick bathroom break in a parking lot where Darryl was trying to fix the lights (another story). I knew we had a problem when a large puddle presented itself underneath our roving mobile house immediately after I pressed the flush button. Yes, it must have been that large piece of metal we ran over going our top speed of 55 mph down the highway. Sigh. New Years eve would not be spent in a cheap Georgia motel room as we had anticipated, but wedged between two 40' motor coaches in a tiny RV park in Florence South Carolina where Darryl would attempt to make the necessary repairs. I say attempt because we just checked to see if what he did worked and lo and behold! Still leaking! So it is with sad hearts and a leaky tank that we will head out in the morning, slowly "marking" our way down to the sunshine state to begin the new year. Wishing everyone happiness and health and pipes that don't leak...

Made it to stony creek, Virginia!

It's tough pulling a trailer down I95 through Philadelphia, Baltimore, Washington beltway and Richmond. Especially in the dark for part of the way. With no lights on the trailer. For me, this kind of seat of the pants travelling that supports a full blown adrenaline rush is best left to college football players. There. I said it. At my age...55! This is not fun.
On another note, I am going to change the title of this blog. Haven't decided to what yet though. Tonight may not be the best night to decide.

Clara Barton

We just stopped at the Clara Barton service area in New Jersey so I had to look up who she actually was. Just so you know, she was born Dec. 25 1891 and was the founder and first president of the American Red Cross. Women do great things!

On the road.

In new jersey. No photo necessary!

Well, I am going to try this out and see what happens. Starting now, Dec 28, 2011. Here I go.