So so sorry to have left You, my dear reader, in the dark for so long!!

As you can see from the date of this posting, time has moved on……..I had a 5 week break in Blighty, to attend to my mum’s break ……of her left hip!!  For a 98 year old to have made such an incredible recovery is astounding. I have been dismissed from my rehabilitation duties and am writing this in an hotel in Orlando, after another cock up on the transfer flight front!! If all goes to plan I will meet up with Marcus later today 12.10.17 in Austin Texas…..fingers crossed!

Before I get onto updating the early part of our road trip, I should put your mind at rest and tell you that although Irma tried her damndest to destroy everything in her path, thankfully IK sustained fairly superficial damage to her sugar scoop (stern) and the wind steering in the furore that hit Jacksonville. We will be back onboard in the next 3 or 4 weeks and get our sleeves rolled up to make her good again. Jacksonville seems to have been both our saviour and our nemesis!

I have got so far behind with news and events that I have decided to use pictures to update you as far as our road trip goes…….all packed up with everything including a kitchen…….if not exactly the kitchen sink, we were ready for the road. Our friends, Cecil and Robin, had loaned us said camping kitchen and a good sized tent for the adventure and on the first of August we set off. Not wishing to go too far, incase the car failed at the first hurdle, we decided to head up the coast to Savannah.

Our trusty stead for the road trip of a lifetime!

Our trusty stead for the ‘road trip’ of a lifetime!  …….A 2002 Chrysler Voyager ‘mini van’. Only 67,000 on the clock……one carefully lady owner??! Fully checked out by mechanic, new brakes, wipers and hoses fitted by Marcus and we’re ready for the off!

 

Our first night in Savannah.

Our first night in Savannah. Camp sites come complete with raised well drained platforms, a fire pit and picnic table provided…….just add tent!

 

Glamping with camping kitchen and double camp cot!

Glamping with camping kitchen and double camp cot! At our age who wants to spend 3 months grovelling on the floor?…….Certainly not Marcus!

Home from home n Savannah.

Home from home in Savannah. 

 

A town built with the possibility of flooding in mind.

A town built with the possibility of flooding in mind.

Onward and upward to Greenville and our first look at the Appalachian mountains.

Onward and upward to Greenville and our first look at the Appalachian mountains.

Near Ashville and the start of the Blue Ridge adventure.

Near Ashville and the start of the Blue Ridge adventure.

The decent from here made the brakes smoke as we sought out our first night of wild camping and a flat tyre!

The decent from here made the brakes smoke, as we sought out our first night of wild camping and awaking to a flat tyre!

Puncture repaired by a 'very nice man' we headed for a bit of local culture at the Blue Ridge music centre. Fiddlers and Flat Shoe dancers keeping the folk music alive.

Puncture repaired by a ‘very nice man’ we headed for a bit of local culture at the Blue Ridge music centre. Fiddlers and Flat Shoe dancers keeping the folk music alive.

One use for old violins in Galax......probably the most risky breakfast we've ever eaten was eaten here in a very seedy cafe/bar. Food hygiene is a thing of the future here!

One use for old violins in Galax, the home of a national Fiddlers Convention at the foot of the Blue Ridge mountains. One of  the most risky breakfasts we’ve ever eaten was eaten here in a very seedy cafe/bar. Galax….a town that is keeping old traditions alive and where hygiene is a thing of the future!

On to  historical Harper's Ferry where the Shenendoah and Potomac rivers meet.

On to historical Harper’s Ferry where the Shenendoah and Potomac rivers meet.

The general store, Harper's Ferry. The strange thing is that this history only dates back to the 1800s just before my grandparents were born!

The general store at Harper’s Ferry. The strange thing is that this history only dates back to the 1800s just before my grandparents were born!

Part of the rifle lecture at Harper's Ferry. The water powered munitions factories prospered here in the 19th C.

Part of the rifle lecture at Harper’s Ferry. The water powered munitions factories prospered here in the 19th C and they claim to have produced the first massed produced weapons in their forges…….just look what that’s lead to! 

The old canal at Harper's Ferry

The old canal at Harper’s Ferry links the two rivers to the east coast and the Intra coastal waterway. Superseded by the railway, it’s a testament to the determination and drive of this very young nation to develop potential industrial centres……even if they happen to be in the middle of nowhere!

View from our next campsite on the banks of the Potomac. We saw our first fireflies and had our first campfire.

View from our next campsite on the banks of the Potomac. We saw our first fireflies and had our first campfire……..not quite as peaceful as it looks as the railway, that I mentioned in Harper’s Ferry, sandwiches the campsite with the river!

 

En route to Pittsburgh, we stopped off to savour the scenery.....mountains, trees and rivers abound.

En route to Pittsburgh, we stopped off to savour the scenery…..mountains, trees and rivers abound.

Our free campsite south of Pittsburgh.

Our free campsite south of Pittsburgh.

This campsite is on a trail and the shelters and campsites are really meant for cyclists or hikers, but hey! We parked in the car park and walked all our gear in, so I think that qualifies!

This campsite is on a trail and the shelters and campsites are really meant for cyclists or hikers, but hey! We parked in the car park and walked all our gear in, so I think that qualifies!

We drove into town and had the unexpected treat of a Boccia tournament being played under the overpass in Pittsburgh. Then on into the Heinz museum to get educated!

We drove into town and had the unexpected treat of a Boccia tournament being played under the overpass in Pittsburgh. Then on into the Heinz museum to get educated!

The following day, back at the park where we were camping, there was a totally unexpected car festival that arrived overnight!

The following day, back at the park where we were camping, there was a totally unexpected car festival that arrived overnight!

 

........and our first funnel cake......doughnut batter trickled into hot fat through a funnel!!

……..and our first funnel cake……doughnut batter trickled into hot fat through a funnel!!

Leaving this great campsite behind, we headed north towards the Great Lakes and the old logging and fishing town town of Sandusky.........

Leaving this great campsite behind, we headed north towards the Great Lakes and the old logging and fishing town town of Sandusky………

.........on the banks of Lake Erie...........that's Canada over there!

………on the banks of Lake Erie………..that’s Canada over there! The Sandusky museum gave us an insight into its hay day as a fresh water fish supplier to major cities, a logging port and ice harvesting centre! The water here was so pure that when the lake froze, gangs of loggers turned there hand to cutting, harvesting and storing massive amounts of ice for distribution to major cities as far away as New York during the summer months. It was also and important ‘smuggling’ port at the end of the slave underground network, where local fishermen took runaway slaves across to Canada…….for a price!

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