Travel Day. Heading up to the Keweenaw
Peninsula.
Packed up and went over to the dump
station to dump out all of our tanks. I guess I can now call myself
a real RVer. They say that you can't call yourself a real RVer until
you have had a black tank accident. My sewer hose popped out of the
sewer hole and let's just say it wasn't pretty. I must say though
that my reactions were pretty quick for an old person and I got
everything under control with a minimum of spillage. Cleaned
everything up and got on our way across the northern part of the
Upper Peninsula.
A new Jack White CD had come out this
week and Tony became obsessed with getting it. What that meant was
that when we got to Marquette, we had to go into a Target (they were
sold out but we did some grocery shopping) and then on to a tiny tiny
Best Buy Parking lot where he was able to get his CD. I am
particularly proud of my maneuvering capabilities. Tony had measured
the length of the car I'm towing and that plus the length of the RV
is a little over fifty feet.
We are staying at McLain State Park
which is on the west side of the Keweenaw Peninsula. We are in spot
83 which is overlooking Lake Superior. Lots of woods around us –
can barely see any of the other campers. The only issue has been the
electrical hookups. For some strange reason, they are not very close
to where we park the RV. I've had to use several extension cords to
get hooked up. There is just electric here, we had to fill the water
tank at the entrance so we would have water. There is also hardly
any internet service or phone service. This will be interesting to
see how we do without being wired in.
Pulled our lawn chairs out and sat and
watched the sunset. Me with my wine of course. Something about wine
and sunsets just seem to go together.
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