Long hard day

We were up early this morning.  Mist was rising from  Lake Harmony while Muffie did her morning duty near the water's edge.  A blue heron flew off giving us a disgusted look for dropping such a deposit in his living room.  As all good campers should, I scooped it all up in a plastic bag and made my way back to the trailer.

This place is sandy.  It is worse than spending the day at the beach.  It stuck to our shoes like mud.   It was a mess to clean up but we couldn't avoid tracking a litter box load of it into the truck.

We made good time early.  But when we hit the South Carolina line, the interstate dropped from 3 lanes to 2.  It was a traffic jam miles long.  We moved along like a giant slinky, fast for a few minutes then down to a crawl.  We got trapped in 5 stop and go situations.  Only one was due to an accident.  The rest were just due to there being more traffic than the road could handle.   Miles before every major intersection, traffic slowed to stop and go until you cleared the exit, sometimes many miles away.

Are we there yet?

South Carolina has bigger fish to fry than debating whether or not to fly a flag.  The roads are outdated and very rough.  I thought it would shake our trailer apart.  The only place in the state where we found any construction widening the road was near the capital of Columbia.    We couldn't have any of those bureaucrats delayed in traffic when they are debating such high priority PC matters.  PC majors on minors, solves no problems and creates bigger problems in the end.  Fix the Blankity blank roads!

My Girls Resting

We finally gave up in the mountains of Virginia on I-77 near Fancy Gap.  We found a campground tucked away in the hills with lots of shade trees, a couple of ponds and lots of nice people to visit with.  Tomorrow we do it again.  I hate interstates.