Okay, I'm behind a day. Yesterday we meandered about Western Pennsylvania and Eastern Ohio. We meandered because I depended on the GPS again. Boy, that thing hasn't a clue where I want to go, but she sure knows where she wants to go. I finally told it to go ahead and use main highways which put us on I-76 close to the end of the day. We settled at a Passport America campground (P,A. is half price) called Rustic Lakes. It was off I-76 a ways out in the middle of Amish country just north of Sullivan if you're counting.
We arrived after office hours and a sign on the door said to check in with "Sue" at the 1st trailer inside the gate. I walked over and had to walk around the trailer as the front of it faced away from the road. The front had a wooden deck about 8' x 12' with a board fence enclosing it - not a railing, but a fence. Shortly I knew why. A noisy black dog a little larger than Ditto came storming out of the open front door just raising hell. Right behind the dog came Sue just raising hell, too. I don't recall the dog's name, but it didn't mind Sue. It kept raising hell. Sue yelled above the din that she would meet me at the office. As I walked back past the end of the deck the dog stuck its head through an opening in the fence, still raising hell. So, I smacked it on the snout. It kept raising hell. Oh, well, I tried.
The campground had a nice little lake about 5 acres in size with a lot of Canada geese so I did not have to worry about picking up Ditto's poop. It catered to mostly seasonal to full-time campers with about a dozen open sites for short-timers like us. They had a nice pool, two shuffleboard courts, three horseshoe pits, a basketball court, volleyball/badminton court and, of course, a fishing lake. It is off season, so there were only a few campers occupied. In fact, I wasn't sure anyone else was there but us and Sue until this morning when some campers strayed out. But, I suspect the campground is a busy place in mid July.
We took a dump (dumped our waste tanks) and filled up with fresh water this morning and headed for Toledo about 80 miles away. This time I set the GPS to use highways so it wouldn't take us so long to get up north. Our goal was a campground about halfway between Ann Arbor and Saginaw. It's difficult to get there without going straight through Toledo, which we did. It wasn't bad since it was midday. We stopped at a rest stop just north of Toledo for lunch and I studied the maps. Our goal was a bit further than I wanted to drive. So, I opted for Lakeport State Park right on Lake Huron shore just above Sarnia. To get there, I had to go right through downtown Detroit on I-75 and I-94. It lured us in. Traffic wasn't too bad...then there was this construction.
We survived. My shoulders and neck muscles were a little drawn, but there is always wine.
Tomorrow we'll continue up the Lake Huron shoreline on Hwy 25, around the "thumb" to Saginaw. Depending on the time and my state when we get there, we'll either look for a campsite nearby or cross the Mackinac Bridge and camp in the UP somewhere. Anyone have a coin?
