June 7, 2021 Carter and Holmes

 

 

 

June 7, 2021 

I figured out how to get my humans to let me out without me asking.  Throw up! 

It rained off and on through the night, but it was only cloudy this morning with no rain, at least for now.  Spouse and I took a walk down the rural road.  These people must think we are crazy to live on such tiny lots.  They must see it as being suffocating given the huge properties even the small houses have.  There is so much open space and greenery.  The wild azaleas and rhododendrons would sell for a small fortune back home in a nursery!

When the orchid nursery opened, I got a personal tour from Mack Holmes.  His father was one of the creators.  At one time they had 18 greenhouses and were major wholesale suppliers.  That was a lot of work for little profit so they changed their business  model to basically online sales.  This requires only about 10 greenhouses and a quarter of the employees.  You can come in, but there wasn’t a huge selection of blooming plants (THANKFULLY).  Mack took me to their greenhouse with their older plants, many of them over 50 years, and some more than 70 years.  You could see the respect based on the area each plant had to itself and with their great roots.

He has a greenhouse for house plants for when they create displays for people.  They don’t do a lot of orchid shows as they would have to travel to far, so they pretty much keep it local.

            

They do their own lab work, pollinating, collecting pods, flasking, replating and all that.  They like to create a good plant then mericlone it for sale

Of course I still had to look at the plants that I could buy.  I teetered on two, but they were not quite blooming size and if I was going to have to futz with them while traveling, I didn’t think it would be worth it.  But, if I had been closer to home… 

I fled while I still had my sanity and we got back on the road.  Lady Gagarmin directed us the same way back as when we came in…  HOWEVER – I HAVE EYES!  There was a sign on this great big road that said ‘TO I26 EAST’.  Gee Spouse, why don’t we do that instead of following Lady Gagarmin???  Ohhhh no I am following her.  Boy, those GPS gods know a patsy when they see one.  They started laughing…  Not only did she take us through a town with roads we could barely drive straight on, she made us take unnecessary turns to test our slalom ability.  She directed us to turn right on this tiny street, then left on a tinier street.  From where I sat, I could see that if we were to stay on our wider street and turn right, we could be in the same place with less aggravation.  But NOOOOOO….. Spouse has got to follow Lady Gagarmin.  The GPS gods are hysterical now.  We are on this tiny street and we have to turn right.  There is no right turn on the red so we have to wait till there are other cars to participate in the fun. To make this turn, we have to pull way out, which means the red truck that is waiting at the light has to back up almost the entire block so we can make the turn without taking out the lightpost.  Thank you Lady Gagarmin…

We finally did make it back to I26 without casualties and continued east on the bumpy road into Charleston.  We are at the Oak Plantation RV park which is a huge RV park with (you guessed it) oaks!  Lots of live oaks with hanging moss that are absolutely beautiful.  The sites are quite nice, some of them are amazing the way they are tucked in the trees, but for us, we are in the middle.  What can you do when you call last minute.  It is still very nice, but there are some killer sites that would be great.  It is warm, it is muggy.  It is cloudy which is keeping it tolerable. 

Tomorrow, we will do some touring.

 

 

 

 

 

 

June 6, 2021 Orchid Fever

 

June 6, 2021

I got a lizard! I got a lizard!   Well at least I got its tail.  I wasn’t here but a second and the lizard was mine!  ALL MINE!

The morning is cloudy with a drip here and there but really perfect for walking. You can tell it rained overnight.  Spouse came with me at first walking up the rural street behind our RV park.  The properties are large, the homes, less so.  Some of them old prefab homes, others cozy homes.  They have a good sense of humor based on some of the signs posted in their yards.  An older couple told us of a trail up the mountain, but Spouse was done, and I didn’t want to do it alone, especially while listening to my serial killer podcasts…

After Spouse left me, I walked up a side road in our RV park where they have cute cabins.  Funny, we are in the county of Transylvania and I am listening to a serial killer podcast where the killer sucks his victims’ blood!

We are in no hurry this morning.  We are headed to the town of Newberry, South Carolina, home of Carter and Holmes orchids.  But first, we ready Hannah and plug in Lady Gagarmin.  After yesterday’s fun on back roads, we let Lady Gagarmin take control of us.  She has no choice but to take us on some back roads to ultimately get us to I26.  Beautiful rolling hills, farms and small communities.  The churches are all busy on this Sunday. 

Once on I26 going south, it is easy driving.  It is pretty with the ups and the downs and the trees and creeks.  We figured we would check out where the Orchid place is then figure out where to say.  Lady Gagarmin has us go right, then left, then right then left all on rural roads.  She then deposited us at Carter and Holmes.  They have a large property with big shade trees so Spouse asked if we could just park there and they said yes.  They are closed today, but open tomorrow at 9, so I will be ready. 

It is warm, but not hot.  It is a bit muggy but there is a breeze so it isn’t uncomfortable.  It is actually more comfortable outside.  Rudy is loving it.  He wasn’t on his leash one full minute before he had a lizard tail squirming, with the lizard getting away.

At dinner time, we started the generator and ran the air conditioner for a while.  We went for a walk and heard thunder and it started to lightly rain.  I would love a full on thunderstorm, but we shall see.

All of this to look at plants I hope I don’t buy.  It is a sickness…  Won’t it be fun!  Carter and Holmes is one of the oldest Orchid Growers in the country, so how could we drive by it without stopping, right?

June 5, 2021 Fun with Back roads

June 5, 2021

I like to lay on my humans.  Either one will do.  On my paternal human, I stretch out all the way.  On my maternal human, I am more likely to curl up and bend my paws. Bending my paws is a sure way to get what I want.

Just a few clouds this morning, otherwise sunny.  It is cool and great for walking.  The road to Timberlake RV Park is a rural road  through farms, ranches and sparsely placed homes.  It is really quite pretty.  There is no shoulder so it isn’t ideal for walking, but this is not a road people travel unless they have to so very few cars pass this way.  Spouse started with me, then I finished on my own.  I saw a house with a sense of humor based on the sign they had out front…

Back at Hannah, we cleaned up and readied her for the next leg of our journey.  It was recommended that we take the Blue Ridge Parkway over to I 26.  It is a scenic drive and it will bypass some of the roads with construction going on.  We pick up the Parkway right inside the Smokey Mountain National Park.  It is a pretty drive with lots of trees and views.  There is a tunnel with gazillions of trees on it, then another.  Then another…  oh no… it says the clearance is 12’4’.  We are 12’9”.  Spouse used his Fred Flintstone feet and stopped Hannah quickly.  Now what do we do?  We are on a small road and we won’t fit in the tunnel.   And what if we get beyond this tunnel and there is another one even shorter.  Why wasn’t anything posted on the road showing low clearance ahead? 

Now, I should have photographed this but I was busy risking my life to stop any traffic coming through the tunnel as Spouse put the truck in 4WD and climbed over the itsy bitsy shoulder and turned, and backed, turned and backed nearly jackknifing, then got to the other side of the road and crawled up the mountain a bit before he was able to get Hannah turned around.  He was sure he was going to bust out our back window of the truck because of the angle he had to be in to complete the turn, but he did it!  Time to change our underwear… Crisis averted!

Back down to the town of Cherokee, we headed east on Hwy 19.  It is a bit mountainous as we pass Maggie City, which has a ski area.  We have skied the Rockies and Sierras so those are big kid mountains.  This might be better than nothing but I can’t imagine it is exciting skiing.  On we go.  It is a scenic drive with little mountain shops, and nice views.  We get to Waynesville and I show Spouse our next road. 

After lunch, we head south on Hwy 276, passing through old town Waynesville with its cute city center.  Cozy for driving with Hannah but as long as we didn’t have to make a turn, it will work.  The road turns rural with farms, churches with their white steeples poking through the trees, and gentle ups and downs and lefts and rights.  Until it wasn’t so gentle.  The terrain turned more mountainous, with hairpin turns,  and branches dangling down.  Spouse was stressing over the branches.  It wasn’t that bad, but I betcha Hanna kissed a couple of leaves here and there.  We climbed, we turned, Spouse stressed… we passed the Blue Ridge Parkway and the 13’9” inch bridge which almost sent Spouse into convulsions, then we started down, twisting and turning.  Spouse told me to find another road as he didn’t like this.  Sure, let me whip a different road out of my butt…  Sorry Spouse, unless we come to another unpassable bridge, this is how we are going.  And it turned out just fine!  It leveled out and got more reasonable.  From my standpoint, I really enjoyed the scenery!  But he was done. 

We found an RV park in the town of Brevard.  When we pulled in, the sites looked very close together, but once we got to our site, there really was some room.  A little creek runs behind Hannah.  There is no real charm here, but we are only spending the night so we will get over it.

Now, I know the Dodgers are playing in Atlanta, and we could have made a game, but Spouse didn’t want to.  Imagine that!  Killjoy… 

June 4, 2021Off the road again

 

June 4, 2021

 

My humans let me sit outside in my chair today.  First they put me in the chair and I jumped out.  Then I jumped in the chair so they knew it was MY idea.

                                                        

The morning is cloudy, but there is some blue sky too.  I wore my poncho on my walk, but didn’t need it.  Spouse started the walk with me up the road.  It is rural here, not many cars.  Some small homes, some large properties.  After Spouse left, I continued up a dirt road to nowhere.  Up, up and up, then I turned around and headed back.

Spouse said he wanted to try a Waffle House.  I tried to discourage him to no avail, but Joe, the park owner gave other options.  We headed back to the town of Cherokee at the base of the Smokey Mountain National Park.  I had seen a Flapjack restaurant there yesterday so we ended up there today.  It was crowded so we took a seat at the counter, which was almost up to my neck.  A nice lady sat next to me and we started chatting.  We talked orchids!  She pulled out her phone with pictures and I pulled out mine.  She told me that the orchid nursery I want to go to – Carter and Holmes – is someplace she goes to all the time.  She says the owners are aging and are expecting to sell it in the near future.  It is one of the oldest nurseries in the orchid world! 

I never even knew Spouse was on the other side of me!  She gave us ideas on how we should get to Charleston.  She said there is road construction, so we are better off taking the long, pretty route, rather than the most direct route.  She also gave a recommendation for an RV park, but we could not get our dates.  Looks like we may have an issue with that.  We are hoping to hook up with our friends Butch and Lynn Weaver so we will see what shakes out.  One place wants you to call them, but we have no cell service so we will get on that tomorrow.

The town of Cherokee is at the entrance of the National Park.  Like Gatlinburg, there are hotels, restaurants and millions of gift shops.  The difference here is that apparently, everything is advertised as being made by Indians.  It comes as no surprise that this is on a Cherokee Indian reservation.  So not only are the prices the normal 25% mark up, add another 15% mark up because things are Indian made.  Such a deal…

We headed back to Hannah for a second, then decided to take the road past our RV park into the ether zone.  Joe the owner said it goes back on a dirt road and to a mine.  So, off we head.  We pass some homes then the dirt road begins.  A few more homes, then the forest.  The road isn’t bad and it is climbing.  At times, it does start to feel like Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride.  We rock, we turn sharply, we bounce, we crawl.  We twist, we turn.  We couldn’t turn around even if we wanted to!  We cross a stream, then another…  I don’t know where this mine may be but we are miles and miles into this.  WE come to an intersection called Government Rd. according to the GPS.  WE go right for a couple of miles.  Naw, let’s turn around and go the other way.  We then start going up, and up.  At one point I get glimpses of a view and realize we are bouncing on a tiny spine and there right beyond the trees are steep drops.  So I don’t look and we continue till we find an area where people have camped, based on the campfire ring.  Probably a hunting outpost. 

I saw a wild azalea that was orange.  Never have I seen anything like that!  WE could see that the road ends shortly so we headed back.  Unfortunately, Spouse thought he was going over a piece of wood so he centered so we wouldn’t hit it, and it turned out to be a rattlesnake.  It was still alive but you could tell his neck was damaged.  I was so distraught over the poor thing.  I would like to put rose colored lenses on and think he will heal and all will be better, but I don’t expect that will be his reality.  We both felt so badly about that.

Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride was not so bouncy coming down hill.  We did pass a motorcycle with a rider on the back.  That is one challenging road to be riding bitch on the back, but I guess it will keep good weight over the back tire!

WE have really enjoyed the Timberlake RV park.  It is not the type of park for everybody.  It is out of the way.  We do not have a sewer hookup but there is a dumping station.  It is extremely poorly graded.  The speed limit is 3MPH.  I think they should have a sign that says 3MPH unless you want everything in your cabinets to come flying out!  But the sites are huge and woodsy.  There is the creek running behind us.  We have a fire ring and fire wood.  It isn’t crowded.  It is totally homey.

 

 

 

 

June 3, 2021 Does a bear poop in the woods? YES!

 

 

June 3, 2021

 

I really like our new place.  There are lots of new smells and my humans let me walk and explore.

I love hearing the stream behind Hannah during the night.  Woke up to cloudy skies.  I did a short walk around the campground, talking to the owner about this and that.  Today we plan on hiking in Smokey Mountain National Park.

After breakfast, we took the short ride to the Visitor Center and got some maps.  The road through Smokey Mountain is highway 441.  Last time we were near here, we were warned not to take our rig on this road.  This time, Paul and Merrillee’s neighbor told us how scared his wife was on this road.  So, it sounded like it was going to be interesting.

From the Oconaluftee Visitor Center, we head under a canopy of tall trees.  Not sure what they are… maple, sycamore and others.  They are tall!  We see a fixed sign that says Dense Fog Ahead.  It is not a flashing sign, it is fixed, just like if it were saying a hospital is ahead.  Ok…  I guess that means there is fog, right?

                                

The road climbs some but it is easy driving.  It is kind of rainy and we head down the road to Clingmans Dome.  It is foggy… and rainy…  and really foggy.  Not sure what the topography is.  We see trees, and we see the yellow line in the road, but that’s about it.  Spouse had always dreamed of hiking the Appalachian Trail, and it is only ½ mile ahead.  It is about 50 degrees, foggy and rainy.  Spouse is in shorts, I have ¾ length lightweight pants.  We both have gortex jackets, and I have my trusted rain poncho.  So, up the trail to the observation tower we go.  It is laughable, but we go up the tower anyway and take pictures of the wet signs, then head to the Appalachian Trail.  It is narrow at this point and heavily wooded.  After about ¼ mile, it was turning into the Appalachian River, so we headed back up, but not before Spouse marked his territory…  if you know what I mean…  We can now say we hiked on the Appalachian Trail, for whatever that is worth!

Back to the truck, off with the wet clothes, and on to heated seats… YES!  I dried my phone, poor thing.  We continued north headed to Gatlinburg.  At this point, the fog is gone, but I guess here is where the road gets gnarly.  There are some dramatic hairpin turns, but nothing terrible… we wait…  surely there is more.  The next thing we know we are in Gatlinburg.  All I have to say is that we didn’t see any reason why we could not tow our rig there, even though it would not be the most fun on some of the turns, and why someone would be scared to death of this road is beyond me!  Decker Canyon is more challenging by far!

Gatlinburg is a mountain tourist town.  I think we are at about 5000 feet.  We stopped for lunch and I did NOT eat everything on my plate, and it even tasted good!  There is an aerial tramway, a ski like chair lift takes people up to a high swinging bridge.  There are hotels, restaurants, a killer sporting good store… and then there are gift shops.  LOTS of gift shops.  Just like there are a glut of rafting outfitters in Murphy, there are gazillions of gift shops in Gatlinburg.  Although it looks so cute and charming, gift shop overload made us get in the truck and head back.

We decided to hike the Chimney Tops Trail.  It isn’t raining, but you can tell it will.  It is not quite as cold here, maybe about 60 which is perfect for hiking.  I shed my jacket and just wore my poncho.  The trail started downhill.  Spouse said how much he hates when a hike starts downhill.  Be careful what you wish for Spouse…  After about 200 feet, the trail started uphill.  It is a dirt trail that is wet, but not muddy.  There are bridges that cross the stream several times.  Water cascades over the rocks making them smooth and shiny.  The trail heads up… then upper, then uppest!  There are stairs of stone, then stairs of logs and stone, then stairs of logs and dirt.  And it goes up… listen to our hearts thumping.  The climb is slow and steady.

                                        

At one point, we pass a huge pile of poop.  That is not from a dog, probably from a bear.  Sure enough a quarter mile up the trail is a mama black bear and her two cubs.  We kept a wide berth as they rustled through the bushes beside the trail.  I saw one of the cubs face and wanted to kiss it right off, but I just tried to get a picture as Spouse was dragging me away.  You can’t really see the bear in the picture but it really is there!

Up, we climb… this is supposed to be 1.75 miles up and it feels like 5 miles already.  At one point there must be 300 stairs.  The trail is very well designed and created.  Along the trail is your standard forest ground cover of ferns, grasses and even moss.  There are some elaborate tree trunks with roots crawling all over the place.  It looks like there are giant rhododendrons and maybe even hydrangeas along the edges with flowering berry brambles.  You can see a few trees have been hit by lightening and burned and contorted.  And all the while, we are under a tall canopy of trees which somewhat protects us from the rain.

At the top are stunning views.  Some of the rhododendrons are blooming!  What a sight this must be earlier in the spring!  The actual Chimney Top used to be part of the trail, but was damaged in a fire a few years ago.  Who needs that extra quarter mile anyway right?  I think the Smokeys get the name from the wisps of clouds that float through the trees.  It looks like there is smoke in the trees and on the horizon.  With every view we were able to actually see, the ‘smoke’ was there. 

                                    

Going down steep terrain has its own set of challenges.  Ask Spouse… he cut his toenails the second he walked in the door!

As we passed the visitor center on the way out of the park, Spouse was lamenting that we should be seeing deer in the fields.  I pointed out the elk running across the field and asked if that was enough for him.  I was driving and he didn’t even get a picture.  He did get a picture of the turkey across the street though.

                                                    

Back at Hannah, it was so nice to shower and get out of wet shoes.  More than 20.000 steps today.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

June 2, 2021 Towards the Smokeys We Go

 

June 2, 2021

 

 

 

My humans groom themselves by standing over a hole, and putting water in their paws and splashing it on their muzzles.  The water falls in the hole.  Water comes out of a finger and drips in the hole so that I can drink it.  I do that when my humans are grooming.  Sometimes, they make the water stop, and I will stand there and stare till they make the water come again.

                

Woke up to a cloudy morning.  Because we are in the westernmost part of the eastern time zone, at 6 am, it is still dark, with only a hint of light.  As it lightens, it is just a tiny bit rainy.  I put on my rain poncho for my walk, and Spouse came along for a while.  They are adding about 25 spaces to this RV park.  It is quite nice and woodsy.  The spaces are a decent size and they have fire rings.  Too bad they only had room for us for one night, but alas, we will move on.

First stop:  Camping World.  It is right on our way on the east side of Chattanooga.  Chattanooga is really quite pretty.  The Tennessee river snakes through with rock precipices rising above.  I hesitate to call them mountains.  Lookout Mountain is the highest point around and it is only 1300 feet, but in this part of the world, that is tall!  Camping World here is interesting.  The parking lot is in Tennessee, but the store is in Georgia. 

When we were pulling into Camping World, we saw a Bass Pro Shop.  Oh, that will be afterwards.  I don’t know why, but for the 10 second drive, Spouse put it into Lady Gagarmin.  I said just turn left out of here then turn right on that street.  She said to turn right… in fairness to her, she thought we had already turned left, but SPOUSE – even though I told him not to, turned right.  Why he can’t use his eyes, or maybe even listen to me…  is beyond me.  So we made a 10 second ride a 10 minute ride.  Well, we got what we came for in the end!

North on I75 to Hwy 64 east.  It’s a scenic drive with trees, and lakes, and rivers and then streams with rocks.  It is lightly raining but people don’t seem to care.  Convertible tops are down and people are picnicking at the tables they have occasionally on the road.  There are kudzu curtains hanging from rocky cliffs and tall trees. I betcha this is incredible in the fall. 

 

We wind our way into North Carolina, past the town of Murphy .  If there is one, there are a million raft outfitters.  It seems that humans seem to think that if one works well, let’s just keep adding more until we spoil it for everyone.  There are rafts all over the shores.  If it were a sunny day, I bet we would not be able to see the water through all the rafts floating down river.  We ended up settling at an RV park in Whittier, right at the base of Smokey Mountain National Park.

 

We have been told not to even consider towing a rig in the park.  We are at Timberlake RV Park.  How we came to this…  In looking at the Good Sam catalog from Camping World which lists RV parks and campgrounds, this boasted large sites and Wi-FI.  It is about 3 miles off the beaten path on a small road where we felt we needed to suck in our stomachs if another car came by on the road.  The sites are quite large, and we have a stream flowing behind us.  We needed 4 blocks to level Hannah and we could have used 5!  Spouse stacked some blocks under the stair so it would be more firm.  Why pay a gazillion dollars on fancy stairs when you can do it the hillbilly way, right? 

                                    

It really is quite homey here.  We will be here for 3 nights, as far as we know.  Rudy loves it!

                                

Time for a fire… with wet wood…

                            

6/1/2021 So long, farewell, auf wedersehn goodnight

 

June 1, 2021

 

 

 

 

 

Hisssss hmmmmm…. Stay away you… you…  you DOG!

I have so enjoyed my walks around the neighborhood every day and this will be the last.  I am still full from last night.  Confession… Spouse made potatoes au gratin for the BBQ yesterday.  I cannot control myself when they are in the vicinity no matter how much I try.  I stuffed them in my mouth, dribbled them on my clean shirt… I did everything but lay them on the floor and roll in them!  We even have some leftovers…  along with some ribs.  Our refrigerator is stuffed and I love it.

We readied Hannah for departure.  We said our goodbyes to Paul and Merrillee.  They are great friends and it was such a nice visit.  Just to show you something:  we had only 6 people at our wedding.  Paul and Merrillee were two of them.  They are definitely special.  Rudy said his goodbyes to Sadie the dog…

Away we go on I24 east.  Nashville is only about 30 miles away and the traffic slows a little but isn’t bad.  Interstates always have lots of truck traffic, and even when the traffic is moving well, there are lots of vehicles so it is a bit nerve wracking passing through big cities.  Once we get past Nashville, the highway is a corridor of green, rock strata and trees all the way to Chattanooga.  We originally were not going to stop in Chattanooga and head directly to the Smokeys, but we heard nice things so we decided to check it out.  We have now crossed into the eastern time zone.  I hate losing an hour.  It doesn’t seem like much but it can be a real pain.  We drop into Georgia for all of about one mile, then back into Tennessee.

We had called the Elks to see about using their RV spots, and they told us that the Elks RV info for them is wrong and they have no RV spaces.  She was glad we called so she could get it fixed.  Ok, next choice…  Let’s try Raccoon Mountain.  They happened to have a space for only one night, so we took it.  Lady Gagarmin delivered us a little bit before the campground, and apparently that happens all the time so the homeowners put up a warning sign for us poor slobs!

                                    

AS we are preparing to disconnect from Hannah, Spouse couldn’t get one of her legs to extend.  Oh, this can be a problem… a big problem.  Fortunately, he was able to diagnose it and have the right size pin to put back in place.

Once we had our lunch of leftover ribs and POTATOES AU GRATIN (oh how I love them, but this was a much smaller portion!), we decided to check out the cavern in the campground.  Apparently there are a whole series of caverns throughout the region.  The formations have bits of mineral – copper, iron and such so they are not the pretty white you see in western caverns.  But there are pretty stalagtites, stalagmites,  columns, curtains and there are even some critters.

Afterwards, we headed over to Lookout Mountain.  We heard about the viewpoints from up there.  I think Lady Gagarmin had some fun at our expense, but we finally headed up the hill.  Then she told us we were there…  Really?  We are in the middle of a residential neighborhood, where are the viewpoints.  We saw signs pointing this way and that way for other things.  What is going on?  We asked a passerby and found out we wanted Point Park which is on Lookout Mountain.  Nobody mentioned anything about Point Park, it was always Lookout Mountain.  We finally found it.  Here is where the Union took over Chattanooga from the confederacy.  It is 1300 feet on top of a plateau with 360 degree views of the Tennessee River, Alabama, George, North Carolina, and of course Tennessee. You could certainly see the military significance of this location.

 

We headed back and then…  the unthinkable… the unbelieveable…  I always said that if I were to die tomorrow, my last meal would be potatoes au gratin and spaghetti.  Well, we also had leftover spaghetti.  And guess what… I DID IT!  I broke every carbo law on the planet and I had spaghetti and potatoes au gratin on the same day!  First time ever!  I am so absolutely miserable right now but it was so worth it.  I will look back on this day and remember it for the absolute indulgence that it was. 

With  most of the bad stuff out of our refrigerator, it will be easier to behave a bit more modestly!

By the way, I usually write these one day, and post them the next day (assuming I have Wi-fi).  I always think of things to add the next day, but since I had so much trouble with the WI-FI in the past, I will do it on one day, then maybe bore you the next day with addons.