Friday, August 26, 2022
Temperature 81 Degrees, Abundant Sunshine
Travel Day, Yesterday
Age of Steam Roundhouse
Yesterday we were due to move out and head south again. However, we were also supposed to take a tour of the
which thankfully was only 15 minutes away from our site. The tour was from 10 am to 12 noon so we figured we would be on the road by 1 pm.
The Age of Steam Roundhouse Museum is more than a museum. It is a living, breathing roundhouse where talented restoration specialists work to preserve the locomotives, railroad cars, tools and machinery of the glory days of railroading.
I’ll have another blog all about it in a day or two but now to our travels.
After our tour of the roundhouse as planned we were on the road by 1 pm. We only had a 3 hour drive so we weren’t too concerned. Except for getting out of here.
Scenic Hills is a great RV park, however, the trouble with it is its location. It is off the beaten track and getting to it requires miles of back roads. Back roads that are narrow, that have no shoulder, that in the way they wind here and there remind one of a snake slithering across the ground, but the worse part of them are the blind hills. Even in a car they are a handful to drive. In a 40 ft class A they are a nightmare.
We had been on the road for about 30 minutes and I was driving with clenched hands. I just couldn’t wait to get to the interstate. Then it happened. I came up and over a blind hill and there in the road, in my lane was a small puppy just standing there looking like he owned the road.
I stood on the brakes, I mean I really stood on them. We stopped just inches from him. He gave me a dirty look and then slowly made his way to the side of the road. But my oh my what a mess we had in the rig. Our ice maker went flying and ended up in the sink. The coffee pot which was on the counter and full of water also went flying. It ended up on the couch where it emptied its contents of water. We had a flood. The windows – which slide forward to open – all opened up. The dishes in the closet all shifted and were all up against the door. Ms. Barbara caught them when she opened it. There was more that we discovered only later when we set up at our new site.
Then I looked in the rear view mirror. The semi-truck that had been following us was just inches from the rear of our toad. How he managed to stop I don’t know but I was so grateful that he did. If he had not been able to stop, our toad would have been in the rear of the rig. We were both shaking. Thankfully, that was the only excitement we had and the rest of the trip was uneventful.
A few hours later we saw the entrance sign for our new home for the next two weeks. After checking in we made our way to our site.
I don’t what you would call this site. It is basically grass with a few rocks thrown in for good measure. It is unlevel but the jacks quickly corrected that issue. The utilities were easy to access so hookup was easy. Albert is on the picnic table and doing his thing. But to call this a resort is a real stretch. However, it is the only game in town so here we are. At least it is clean, seems well maintained and taken care of.
We have all kinds of sightseeing trips planned in this region so we’ll be busy. In addition our good friends Isaac and Shelia will be here next week for a few days so we’ll have some catching up to do. All in all we’ll not be bored that’s for sure.
That then is where we are at on The Road of Retirement. We are, as we’ve said in the past and will continue to say, two of the most blessed people on the face of the earth. Yesterday, we definitely had an angel on our shoulder.
Thanks again for spending some time with us. It’s always great to be able to share our story with family and friends. Comments? Feel free to share them with me. And always remember, cherish every moment of every day that God gives you and live those moments to the fullest.
Our continuing mission remains the same: 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.
7 thoughts on “TOUR AMERICA 2022, TOMORROW STAR’S RV RESORT, SOUTH CHARLESTOWN, OHIO”
Oh my! Today is National Dog Day, and that dog is alive thanks to you! Glad it worked out okay, but let’s not have any more excitement, please. That is funny that they call that place a “resort.” At least the grass is cut, and the picnic table looks to be nice. I am looking forward to reading about what you do in the area. Have fun!
Proton would have never forgiven me if I took out one of his friends! I marvel at the names they give some RV parks. I’ve been in some that simply called themselves a campground but were truly resorts. Then there are those like this one that calls itself a resort and is no more than a campground. Ah well, have a great day.
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My daddy would have enjoyed this museum.
It was a great one. Have a great day.
Great description of a very sobering start to your day….goodness!!
First time in five years of travel that we’ve ever had this happen. Hope it is also the last!
There must be something “wrong” with us – that definitely is not a “resort”. I hate when they do that!
Looks like a great area to visit.