Well, We're here and it's thundering

Should have known. We're camped near Dusty and it's raining. No, Dusty is not camping, but he's close enough to have his usual effect. The trip up yesterday was long, but uneventful. However, I wasn't sure how it was going to turn out. I wanted to gas up at the Casey's Store in Forsyth. I knew it would be easy to get in and out. But, when I got there, someone had left their car blocking the pumps. We sat there for quite a while. I even asked an attendant who was dumping trash if she would see if the person could move their car. The attendant disappeared inside and that was that. I don't know if the person was in taking a crap or chewing the fat or was locked in the trunk. The car was sitting too far out from the pump to have been there for gas. I finally gave up and drove off. I wasn't in that big a need for gas.

We stopped at Strafford for gas and on up the road a ways to a rest stop just beyond Marshfield, we stopped for lunch. What a nice rest stop. The DOT has been working on it for what seems like years. But, it's finished now. Actually, it's a Welcome Center. It has a huge parking area for trucks and a special convenient area for RVs. The picnic tables are all under neat little cabanas built like old-time gas station and motor court fronts. A wide sidewalk leads down between all of them and has a yellow center line painted like a highway and U.S. Highway 66 road signs along the walk.

The rest of the trip went by like the countryside we passed. I drove about 55 mph because we were bucking a headwind and were not in a hurry anyway. So, it was a nice trip.

We went to Dusty's for dinner and to catch up a bit. Then came back to the park for bedtime. Having Coors along makes this kind of camp much more enjoyable and convenient.

I'm sitting here now with Joyce, Ditto and Laurna still in bed. Yes, Laurna came to camp the night with us. Everyone else has a part in a neighborhood triathlon this morning (in the rain). Poor Laurna didn't have a part to play so she came home with us last night. She's all sprawled out on the cab-over bunk still sawing them off. I love that little girl.