Home Is Where We Park It: Two Rivers Campground, Nashville, Tennessee
June 16, 2019
Temperature 95 degrees
Time to move further north to Nashville, Tennessee. It looked like a rather easy drive, no more than three hours in length. My kind of drive. Wait, what’s that? You have to be kidding, its raining. Sure enough but the crazy thing is it lasted only 15 minutes. Perfect.
Outside I started putting away what I couldn’t the night before. Gertrude was packed into the car along with her table. Wesley was drained and put on the back floor of the car. Tanks were dumped and rinsed. Water hoses stored. Electricity disconnected.
Time to move inside. Make sure the floor in the bedroom is clear so nothing will interfere with the slide coming in. In it came with no issues. On to the living room, pick up the runners, make sure nothing will stop the slide from coming it. In it came – wait – it only will come in half way. Oh boy now what. Step back, take a deep breath. Am I going to have to crank this beast in? Let’s try taking it out again. No problem. Sure would be hard to drive this way. Lets try this again. This time all the way in with the normal moaning and groaning that is typical of this slide. Dodged one bullet.
Slides in, jacks up, car on the rack, let’s go. Barbara plugged the GPS in and nothing. No power. What? Is our friendly ghost back again? Lets try the side 12 volt outlet. Nothing. In fact none of the 12 volt lights, etc. worked. We’ll figure this out when we get to our new home. Now, what to use for power for the GPS. The Halo to the rescue!
Finally we were on the road. Stop for gas and we were rolling over hill and over dale. This was one of those trips that went up, up, up and then down, down, down only to do it all over again. Give it up to Graybeard he handled all of it with no sweat.
Soon enough we saw the exit for Music Land Drive and then next we saw the sign
This is an easy on, easy off from the highway. At least today when there was no traffic. I can only imagine what it must be like on a weekday at rush hour.
Here is our new home.
It is nothing like where we just came from. The roads are gravel, our site is way unlevel, we have a FHU site but only 30 amp. That little patch of grass and another on the other side is all the lawn we have. There is minimal site separation, both to the side and in the back. There is also no shade. Its OK and we’ll be fine here for the next five days. I much prefer the state and county parks and the COE parks.
Back to our 12 volt issue. I kept thinking about it all the way here. Finally it dawned on me, my big feet probably did it again. Sure enough they had, somehow I had managed to once again kick the 12 volt disconnect switch and turned everything off. Imagine that.
That was our day on The Road of Retirement. A few silly bumps along the way but all’s well that ends well.
Thanks again for coming along with us. Always enjoy your company. Catch you tomorrow.
These are the voyages of Graybeard and it’s occupants, four paws and two humans. Our continuing mission: to explore as many new states as possible, to seek out new acquaintances and make new friends, to boldly go where we have not been before
See you on down the road!