Fake Weather News

We took advantage of our ability to spontaneously up-and-go last week-end.  Friday was a warm, sunny day and the weatherman predicted the same for Saturday and Sunday, only warmer! and 20% chance of rain.  I ditched my plans, packed some clothes, and fixed some foil dinners.  Casey uncovered the camper, hitched it up,  and off we went to nearby Harmonie State Park.  The trailer has been winterized since November, which means the water lines have anti-freeze in them, but there’s no water hook-ups at Harmonie (or damn few) anyway.

As we pulled into the campground, there was a new (seasonal) sign:  No restrooms available after this point.  That meant, in short, no using the bathhouses.   Hmmm….no water, no bathhouses…no toothbrushing or handwashing…roughing it…

We had a nice evening and woke up to thick clouds and drizzles that eventually turned into an all-day, steady rain.  The predicted highs in the sixties?  Ha!  It got up to about 54.

We salvaged the day on Sunday, though, and hiked, cooked bacon/eggs over the campfire and had those foil dinners.

This was Wink’s first outing in the camper.  In fact, I don’t think he has been in a car since he was neutered.  Casey’s been taking him outside for “walks” on a leash in preparation.  We got a nice-size cage, brought along treats, and loaded up the litter box.  He did great!  He mewed quite a bit, but let up after the first 15 miles.   Once in the camper, he found a hiding spot and was skittish at first.  He sniffed around and explored the camper (he’d never been in it) and decided it was okay by the second day.  When we drove home, he barely made a sound.


We came back Monday and brought Olivia and Samantha over to play.  It was a beautiful day, like the one they told me it would be on Saturday.   My birthday-week plans are skewered now, so I guess we’ll have to party into next week-end.


Perfect Weather for Camping


We went up to Harmonie State Park last Friday, staying until Monday.  The last time we were up there was our first outing with the Trailer back in April.  We were so excited to take to the road that we didn’t care that the weather was awful—high winds, rain, cold.  It was a pretty dull affair by most standards, but we tried the heater, the microwave, and the toilet, figured storage options, and started planning our Trips.   With four more trips under our belt, we felt like Seasoned Trippers as we set up camp.  This is a park that we are verrry familiar with.  We have camped there at least once a year since we bought our first camper back in 1989.  After we sold the Old Viking, we would tent-camp with the van and it became our go-to spot to celebrate our wedding anniversary.  We were up there just last year with the pop-up (and Olivia) and that’s where we decided to go whole whog and buy a travel trailer.

The weather (as you can see) was perfect.   Saturday morning we got up and went for a hike, starting with flannel shirts, but soon dropping off to tee shirts.  I didn’t take my camera, but we did have binoculars to spot birds.  Sunset found us on the banks of the Wabash River.


Olivia marched in the Fall Festival Parade with her dance school, so the Jrs. were busy on Saturday.  They came up for lunch on Sunday, and to play…

Michael, Jessica, and Samantha went on home after some hot dogs for supper (yes, I said supper) and left Olivia with us.  We rode bicycles and roasted some more dogs.  She always takes the bedroom, so she settled down early with her tablets and a movie.

On our last trip, the stormy weather had precluded any TV or cellphone reception (there is no internet connection there), so I had Thought that I would be getting off the grid, taking a nice break from Anxiety-producing News.  Alas!  We usually had 2 bars on the cell, and the TV reception was perfect for our local network outlets…  We kept the TV off, though, so I didn’t realize there was a shit-storm the size of Matthew roaring through until Saturday afternoon, when I got sucked back into the “what the hell” that is our current political clime.  I did my best to keep my eyes and mind averted, but by Sunday night there I was in my comfy chair, clutching the remote and watching the debate.  Damn.  I guess there’s no place to hide…

But I’ll keep trying.

The next morning, we tore down camp and went for a quick around-the-pond hike as we left…

Peace, dear Readers.

Week-end Wrap-up

Just as the temperatures decided to plummet into the frost and freeze numbers, we went camping with Olivia.  We started to re-schedule when the weather alerts popped up, but Olivia’s schedule didn’t allow it.  Besides, she was pumped for “my first-time ever camping out”.   We drove up Friday after she got out of school.  The temp only got down to 36 on Friday and she did very well, bundled with hat, scarf, and gloves.  Jo-Jo, however, was not game for a second night with predicted lows of 31…

It’s been so dry that the leaves are slow to turn, but there was still enough orange, red, and yellow to paint the trees warmly for a lovely morning walk down the path near our campsite.




She loved the whole campground, playing at the playground and making a bat-craft at the Nature Center.


We met up with the rest of the Jr. family at a chili-cook-off in New Harmony.  While none of the chili was as good as I make it, our bellies were full by the time was made our way around the tasting stations.

Keeping the theme of “nature”, Samantha had her first experience of “grass”…  Check out her sweet scruchy smile…




Casey has a ton of walking sticks and had brought one along for her, but Olivia was keen to have her own.  Sure enough, PawPaw spotted a good one at the top of the trail, so they went back after the hike and got it.  He sawed the ends, and it is ready for a million more hikes…

Sisters with walking stick…

I am ready for a better camper now…  When you hang out at the campground, walking amongst the 3-figure RV’s, you just wanna…  We had a bit of trouble setting up, which has never happened before.  It seemed like a Sign…  Still, our campsite was so homey…


Back at Sonnystone, we’re finishing up the garden and stacking the wood-pile, chowing on soup and the last of the tomatoes and arugula.  Hope you’re enjoying yourself, as well.

Pop-up Progress…

We took the pop-up down to Kentucky Dam Village campground, about an hour-and-a-half drive from here.  This is the first time we’ve used the minivan to pull it, so I was leery about going too far….plus, we’re broke and I’m tired.  I needed to just be still, stare at a campfire, bask in the light of the  full (sturgeon? green corn?) moon, and Power Up.  The campground had maybe 2 dozen campsites filled, out of 215, the bathhouses were clean, the hoot owls were hooty, and in the middle of the night there was a long, lonesome sound of a train in the distance…  We hit up some antique stores, drove over to Golden Pond, ate catfish and drank moonshine at a nearby restaurant— just relaxed.  I’m re-reading Eckhart Tolle and Emmet Fox, a very powerful combination for soul-growth…

The new camper arrangement is a real sucess…we put both mattresses at one end and use the other for our stuff.  Don’t the curtains look great?  We got a little bit of rain Sunday morning, so we’ve set it back up in the front yard to get completely dry.  We’ll fold it back down until I return from NYC, probably first of October.  Then, we’ll pull her on down to Bardstown for another stab at the Bourbon Trail.  At least, that’s the plan.

Since I’ll be leaving for NYC on 9/8, I need to harvest a lot of veggies, make some pesto, and other gardening chores.  Michael has a birthday, so we’ll have our usual celebration at Ellis Park this week-end.  Then there’s that pesky packing…  I’m revved and ready to roll…