Parking: Allatoona, GA
Parking: Rodeway Inn
We decided that it was time to visit my partner’s family in South Georgia, so we headed south.
It was a bit of a climb for the RV going over the mountains – the last mountains we’ll probably see for quite a while, but it was a very pretty drive. After having been stationary for a while, we were itching to be moving, so unfortunately we did not spend any time in Chattanooga or Atlanta – both of these cities have changed quite a bit since I was last there. Chattanooga is a good-sized city now, and Atlanta is all pavement. Passing through Marietta (where I grew up) on I-75, I recognized almost nothing except the Big Chicken. The interstate was being widened again, and it looks like it will be ten lanes just north of I-285 when finished. Seattleites would have heart failure with the concept of such a wide interstate. There was still kudzu on vacant areas along the highway, but there just weren’t many vacant areas.
Nearly perfect. The campground allows campers to beach their boats for free. We have never done that (though we have seen other Montgomery 17s do it), so we figured this would be a good time to try. It’s even better than having a transient slip. Any time we felt like sailing, it was so easy to just untie from shore, kedge off, use the electric outboard to get in the channel (less than five minutes), and then raise the sails. Sometimes we’d anchor offshore to paddle board and swim in deeper water.
We celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary while in Carthage. I made korma, and we ate on the fancy china. To celebrate, we bought a 20″ sailboat (one can never have too many boats no matter the size). It needs some work before it will be ready for launch, but it gives me a project for rainy days. Since we were planning on being here for a while, we went ahead and had some other deliveries, too – random stuff from Amazon, a screen room, and the mail that has been piling up in our box back in Washington (which was mostly just junk since we have gone as paperless as we could). It was like mini-Christmas!
I cannot pass the occasion of our silver anniversary without expressing how fortunate I have been to be married all these years to my best friend and love of my life. There are not many folk who would take care of a nutter like me, who would put in all the study required to take care of our financial future, and who would build all the crazy things I’ve dreamed up. I have no idea why he hasn’t chucked me out (probably Stockholm Syndrome), but I am very grateful to have been able to share this time together, and I look forward to experiencing all the unknown adventures yet-to-come.
We needed a place to ride out the Labor Day Weekend, and we were able to snag a walk-in space at the Land Between the Lakes. We ended up moving to a more private site when one freed up, but this has been the most crowded Army Corp of Engineer site we’ve visited.
The town of Grand Rivers allows the user of golf carts in and around the town, so apparently everyone in the state of Kentucky that owns a golf cart vacations here. Folk like to just drive around and around the park in them. I don’t particularly understand because they aren’t very fast, they don’t go off-road, and there is no exercise when using them, but I am clearly in the minority in my thinking. Some folk even dress their golf cart up with flags, banners, and lights (Wildcat blue, of course). When they’d all start parading around, it reminded me (boy, am I dating myself here) of the end of the Banana Splits when the characters all ran around in their little cars. Every time one of them passed me, I started singing “One banana, two banana, three banana, four.”
We didn’t do a whole lot except ride bikes and walk around because Legion (the World of Warcraft expansion) came out, and we were just able to play (a little laggy sometimes, but not too many deaths because of it). I have to say that Blizzard does a great job with their data bandwidth because we were using a hot-spot (i.e., expensive data), and even with the two of us playing we easily stayed within our data allotment and still got both our druids and our hunters to max level. Holidays at RV parks are crazy, so it’s really best to be able to tuck-in and do something inside until everyone else leaves. Besides, the boat ramp was a little too steep and busy for us (plus there was no moorage); poor Eidolon had to sit and look at the water while staying dry.
Got to catch a few fireflies (no mayonnaise jar – strictly catch and release); they smelled exactly how I remembered.