Forty mile an hour wind gusts hurried me along today as I prepared to leave Heartland RV Park in Kentucky. The first day of winter saw me playing tug of war when I put my kayak on the car roof and the wind pushed it to the edge and I pulled it back. With one tie-down secured I worked fast getting the rest. The wind chill was 11 degrees.
When I pulled out onto the highway an hour later, I was so grateful to feel warmth coming back to my toes and finger tips.
Two hundred miles later I found the Dumplin Valley Farm RV Park in the Smokey Mountains of Tennessee, my stop-over home for the night. I’m in a field with my neighbors: two silos and lots of black, black cows.
Gatlinburg and Dollywood are southwest of me but I am heading directly south tomorrow.
In the restroom I found a clock with an appropriate motto: Reposez-nous et perchoir. Loosely translated means Stay, Rest, Relax.
I think I’ll do just that!