Is it just me, or are the first days of 2019 marching by super-fast? Maybe my perception of time flying by is due to the fact that I haven’t yet flipped over the last pages of our 2018 travels?
So, one last look at 2018 before I close out a banner year for Lowe’s Travels! Continue reading
November 24th found us finally heading to the southern coast of Georgia. At this point we’d reverted back to longer stays at each stop, all the while trying to avoid the most severe storms.
Skidaway Island was a good place to pause so Steve could fly to Tucson, AZ for his quarterly oncology checkup. Happily, the doctor once again gave him two thumbs up! Continue reading
We’re currently on the Atlantic coast of north Florida; the events covered in this post (Nov 16-22) occurred before the recent snow storms hit the Carolinas.
We left Gaffney, South Carolina soaking wet, but happy that Betsy had come out of the Freightliner shop in good shape. We camped at Carowinds Campground, just south of Charlotte, NC as our home base during our long-awaited visit with dear friends Joe and Judy. Continue reading
From Oklahoma City we continued our eastward trek into Arkansas and spent a couple of days (Oct 30-31) camping at Springhill Park, an Army Corps Of Engineers (COE) Campground. It was a great place to get away from urban noise and be under a canopy of trees and chirping birds. We had the park mostly to ourselves and loved the solitude of being close to nature. Continue reading
Just as we drove out of Texas and into Oklahoma, a few raindrops became a torrential downpour, and Betsy was one of the many unhappy vehicles on I-40. The rain became so fierce that several cars hydroplaned off the road in front of us, so at that point we decided to pull into a city park to take a break. Nasty!
The following morning brought some sunshine and we continued on to Oklahoma City, or OKC as it is affectionately called here. Continue reading
Once out of New Mexico we hastened our pace, stopping only 2-3 days at each destination. They were large cities where we initially didn’t have a lot of activities planned, and the relentless severe weather was seemingly following us across the nation. But as we moved along, each of our stops had things to see and do, which we were able to accomplish between storms.
In real time, we’re now on a 10-day break in Savannah, Georgia. I’m blaming the nasty weather for my lack of enthusiasm to blog; it’s just been too darn wet, gloomy and cold for me to get very excited about anything! Continue reading
With Bernalillo in our rearview mirror, we were now officially eastbound on I-40. True to our desire to not drive more than 200 miles per segment and stay at least two days at each stop, we set eyes on the little town of Tucumcari as our final stop in New Mexico. Continue reading
We were excited to move 157 miles south from Farmington to Bernalillo, where the “two B’s” would be neighbors – the two B’s were our coach Betsy and our good friends’ home on wheels named Beluga. Yes, we were very happy that Dave and Sue could arrange their schedule so we could meet up as we intersected briefly in New Mexico. Continue reading