setup. The campsite was new to us so we were coming in blind.
The road to the campsite became very rolling with turnoffs hidden. As we got to the bottom of a steep hill our turn suddenly came up. And I missed the turn.
By the time I got the rig stopped, I was past by 100 ft. I couldn't see behind me. The road made a drastic turn to the right, so I could not see in front either. But right next to my front tire was a dirt driveway to someone's house. That is when I made the fatal decision. I could just turn into the driveway and reverse into the road.
OK, some of you are probably thinking right about now, "Why not just back up?"
My response would be "where were you then?"
There was not enough room in the driveway and I ran the trailer up on the edge of the driveway. The edge was high and I drove dirt into the bottom of the trailer.
Now I had to move back and forward to squiggle the trailer farther to the left. Connie got out to direct me.
That is when it got exciting. A dog ran out from the house barking and yelping as it came. You should have seen Connie's face. But the Lord protected her. The dog only wanted to play. And I do not know why, but my next turn put the trailer perfectly in the road so that I could back up.
We tried to knock at the door of the house and apologize for digging up their dirt. But no one came to the door so we left a note. Can you imagine being the owner and reading that note?
Our site was located at Hickory Creek Park. An Army Corps of Engineers campground. We found the site as the sun was setting. Putting the trailer to bed was our next trial.
This picture does not do it justice. The site was at the end of a circle on the side of a steep hill. In order for me to back the trailer into the site I had to back between two trees that were just wide enough for the trailer. And I could not see the trailer tires because of the hill. But The Lord was with us that night, because we backed it in one try.
It was a beautiful site. Check out sunrise.
This was Easter weekend. And we went to Easter service on Saturday night because Phil was not feeling well.
So on Easter the grandkids wanted to make him feel better. Got a pic.
So we got them to settle down.
Well, Phil had strep and stayed home from work until he was no longer contagious. Not a great way to enjoy Easter. But God was good and he was up and working by midweek.
The site at Hickory Creek Park has electricity only. No water, no sewer. So after a couple of days, we ran low on water. So what do you do?
I guess I could move the trailer, but remember it was hard to get it in. So we set up a bucket brigade. Got it done. Slow but done.
By the end of the week, the black tank and gray tank were full. Ok, now we have to move. For some reason I decided to check the tire pressures. Maybe it was a tire that just didn't look right, but anyway we had a flat.
We took the trailer to the dump and emptied the tanks and topped off the fresh water. As we were finishing, an RVer pulled up to dump also. I asked him about tire repair. What a God send. He suggested a dealer and told us to pull along side and he would pump it up. End of story: the tire was replaced.
Due to the change of tire and dump, we requested a different site that was empty. This site was right next to our first site. Still pretty.
Here is a picture from the opposite side of the water. You can make out our trailer on the left. Our first site was in the woods on the right.
The grandkids are into sports so we had the opportunity to watch them swimming, playing basketball and singing in a group at church.
We left for home on Monday. But the meal with the kids at the campsite before we packed up was perfect. I am still working on taking selfies.
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