It’s Day 409 of 15 Days to Flatten the Curve. Deb and I are happy and we’re well.
We didn’t exactly set the world afire today. After five very full days to kick off our trip, we eased into our Thursday. I think we might’ve slept later this morning if it hadn’t been for Dipstick sounding doggie Reveille at 4:45am and landscapers mowing the brewery grounds around 7:30am.
I decided to run the generator some before we struck camp, both as part of its regular maintenance and to charge a few batteries (like the one in the notebook computer I’m using right now). After taking care of that we started the big diesel and brought in the bedroom slide (the only one we’d bumped out last night). We rolled out shortly before 9:30am — not too bad, considering.
We did a short and easy hop today, driving an hour west, all of it on the Interstate. We ran through a sudden thunderstorm for 15 minutes or so, but this leg was otherwise unremarkable.
Tonight’s digs are another Harvest Hosts participant, a Missouri winery with a country-bistro flair. It’s right off the Interstate — and I mean just yards from traffic moving at 70mph — and we have a nice, level spot on the gravel out back of the building.
Again, we’re “dry camping” and extended only the bedroom slide.
Once we were set up we went inside and ordered a couple of burgers for lunch. Deb had a bloody Mary and I enjoyed a glass of of our hosts’ red wine, pressed in a large room not far from our table. We returned to Ernie and napped soundly for a good long while.
Man, we needed that.
Thus rested, it was back to the winery for dinner and more wine. We’ll sleep well tonight.
And tomorrow? Looks like we’ll detour for hilarity in the morning (you’ll just have to wait to see what that’s all about) before pushing farther west to a commercial campground for a multi-day stay with full hookups.
It sure felt good, though, to ease off the throttle a bit today.
Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.