Friday August 1, 2014
Please let me up that tree.
There are rodents. I know I can
get them. Darn...
My morning walk took me along a 2 lane highway and up a side
street. Beautiful agricultural areas
escort me along with wildflowers of white, blue and pink. That apple tree has a gazillion green
apples. I can imagine what it was like
in 1863. There were probably troops and
artillery getting in position. The old
barn that I see was probably here to witness the events. It is hard to imagine a place as pretty as
this was nothing but bodies and body parts.
Poor Rudy, he wants off his leash sooooo bad!
We readied Hannah and for the first time, I agreed with
Samaaaaantha about our direction. Up hwy
15, to Harrisburg then up I81. As we
approach Harrisburg, which is the capital of Pennsylvania, we cross over the
Susquehanna River. Continuing north, we
pass rolling hills, trees, even a few ski areas (that we would probably scoff
at after skiing the Sierras and Rockies).
Scranton had road work... that part was painful, then we cross into New
York. It is quite scenic and green...
that incessant green... At Binghamton,
we catch I88 east.
Spouse must stop at a Dairy Queen. He cannot help himself. Then we find I88 and then hwy 28 north
towards Cooperstown. Spouse kind of put
in GPS coordinates for the RV park. Kind
of... How do you 'kind of' put GPS
coordinates? Beats me, but we ended up
on a cow farm in the middle of nowhere.
I called the RV park and we then found our way. It is only about 10 miles from Cooperstown,
but it feels more like 50 miles. At this
campground, they allow 1 hour of free Wifi. Really? Not that I have a burning desire to be
connected, but 1 hour? Really? The electricity is not enough to power our
air conditioner. Good thing it isn't
hot. As long as our fans are going, we
should be ok. The showers are incredibly
far away. As the princess, I will shower
in Hannah, but we do not have sewer hook ups here, so we have to be very
careful about how much water and waste we put in our tanks. But it is a weekend so things are busy. And Hunter Hayes is performing this weekend
somewhere here, thus we take what we can get.
As a retiree, I do not like weekends.
I know this evokes so much sympathy from y'all!
There is a pond here and the boys are fishing. It was a two vodka tonic day for me...
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