Along with the sightseeing is a constant need to pay attention to the little things about my Alto trailer. A loose screw, a funny noise, or, this week, the smell of propane. Never a good sign when you smell propane, but at least I smelled it outside the Alto, and not inside. I quickly ascertained that the leak was somewhere in the regulator bolted to the battery box. A quick Google search showed RV regulators can last 10 years or so, but that’s assuming you’re not a full-timer. In five years of constant use, it’s seen 42 states and more…
Month: July 2021
Holland State Park, MI
It was not a promising start to my stay in Holland. I was trying to beat the rainstorm that I could see on the radar, but I didn’t quite make it. Just as I entered the city limits, with a mere eight miles to go, the heavens opened up. And stayed open till just *after* I unhitched and set up at my new campsite. Timing is everything in camping and I definitely missed it this time around. But not to worry…
Indiana Dunes National Park
In 2017, I was all set to visit Indiana Dunes and then, oops, I broke my hand. That derailed the plan and it took me another four years to get here. But I made it, and I am damn happy I did. This place is a beautiful introduction to the charms of Lake Michigan.
Antietam
Twelve hours. That’s all it took for Antietam (pronounced an-TEE-a-tam) to become the bloodiest one-day battle in the Civil War and in American history. On this field, on September 17, 1862, nearly 100,000 soldiers joined in battle, with 22,717 of them killed, wounded, or missing by end of day.
Shenandoah River
About a zillion years ago, when I was in the Girl Scouts (Brownie through a year of Cadettes), we used to sing about the Shenandoah River in a campfire song. Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you, Away you rolling river. Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you, Away, I’m bound away, ‘cross the wide Missouri. I always loved that song and still can sing that first verse from memory. Which is exactly what I did in Harpers Ferry when I found myself standing, after all those years, on the bank of the Shenandoah River in West Virginia.