ANNIVERSARY TRIP - DAY TWO
The morning was cool and calm as we began the last half of our journey to Lancaster, PA. We had a very restful night and we were greeted by chirping songbirds as we woke up and prepared to leave. Exiting our campsite, and dodging a huge tree right at our site, took some careful maneuvering on Bill’s part. The camp was quiet, shady, and very adequate. We would definitely return to Natural Bridge, VA!
So Day 2 got off to a great start. All was going well – or so we thought – until we stopped for a brief break at the tourist bureau just inside West Virginia. Bill noticed the left rear wheel-bearing on the travel trailer was leaking fluid and the hub cap was extremely hot – so hot that when he touched it (as he always does when doing his walk-arounds) it actually burned his hand, though not severely. Obviously, this leakage was something very serious which had to be addressed immediately, so we called our roadside assistance folks who directed us to Ray’s Auto Repair shop in nearby Bunker Hill, W. VA. Here we go, hoping we can find the place before anything gets worse.
Finding Ray’s Repair was much like I imagine finding Tobacco Road must have been! Located way at the end of a country lane, we found it! One of the guys was nice enough to back the RV right up next to the garage doors so it would be convenient to do the work. He got us going after a few hours of waiting on parts, etc., including replacing a defective tire on the right side that we did not even know about before this incident. This tire was very near blowing-out, apparently damaged on the road somewhere along the way. It could have caused a really bad wreck and severe damage to the camper had the tire actually blown out. We did not even want to go there in our minds!
God’s hand of protection was all around us. This delay was not programmed into our travel agenda and Bill kept beating up on himself for not have the wheel bearings re-packed before we left on our trip. It was quite an experience, to say the least, including a panoramic view of the classic Old McDonald’s farm! A live production played out right before our eyes as we waited, the cast being a multitude of farm animals and then some! The activity all around the repair shop included crowing roosters and just about every species of chickens imaginable. There were White Leghorns, Dominecker, Rhode Island Reds, and other “brands” that I cannot recall from my days of growing up in the country. Ducks fiercely competed with the chickens as they scratched the earth for a few morsels of feed. I laughed as one White Leghorn hen – well, maybe she was a pullet - literally chased a duck away from the grains. The duck finally escaped to safety by going airborne several yards away! (No, she wasn't a Gamecock, you South Carolina folks. I'm sure.) I suppose the Leghorn got the corn, or whatever it was they were in a war about. And there were too many kitties to count! Dogs lounged lazily and quite comfortably on discarded carpeting that had been tossed from the owner’s mobile home across the road. Never a dull moment around this repair shop, for sure.
Also, there some children around the shop; one in particular was a cute little girl, 4 or 5 years old, who wagged around and cuddled her teeny Chihuahua named Jelly Bean. She graciously offered to let me cuddle Jelly Bean, too. I should have accepted her offer, but I declined. At one point I decided to rest a bit inside the camper as we were waiting. About that time a rooster slipped up very near the camper door and let out an extremely loud crow that scared the willies out of me! It very much resembled the Fox News rooster who crows each morning as Fox and Friends comes on! In fact, I’m sure that rooster had escaped the set in New York and made its way to Ray’s Repair Shop. I tell you, it was a sight to behold around there. But were we grateful for the expertise of the mechanics? You bet we were! If we had not had the wheel bearing issue, who knows when the other defective tire would have been discovered. God is good! We were – and are – thankful.

Sorry I was so busy watching the farm animals I failed to get their picture! Trust me, they were everywhere!
Also, the photo was made before the camper was backed into place at the garage door.
Well, finally we got on the road again, hastening to our campground, and hoping to arrive before the gate closed at 9 p.m. Bill was a little antsy, to say the least. He is a planner and several hours delay was not in his plan! The owner of the campground had told us if we did not register by 9 p.m., the gate would be locked and we would just have to park in the driveway until morning. Not a deal breaker, but definitely not something we wanted to experience our first night in Pennsylvania. With God’s blessing, Bill’s expertise and Garmin guiding us every step of the way to Lancaster, and through a myriad of corn and wheat fields, we were brought right to the campground at 8 o’clock p.m.! One hour to spare! (Bill says I am giving you the sweet, "Miss Velta" version. His version? Not so much!)

Bill relaxing; notice the highway. We would sit and enjoy the horses click-clacking along as the Amish went about their daily activities.

Velta - just outside our camper. The grounds were well- maintained. The countryside view was incredible. Our information said there was a five mile view from the campground.
Meandering through beautiful, lush green landscapes and yielding rights-of-ways to horses and buggies guided by the wonderful Amish folks, we were so thankful to reach our campground without any more surprises! As an aside, I caused us to miss the entrance to the campground – thinking this particular entrance was for other types of campers and thinking there was another entrance just ahead for rigs like ours! Big oops on my part, but to my great relief, there was an area just beyond where Bill could turn the RV around and back track. After a rather exhausting day full of surprises, we happily settled into our “nest” which we would occupy for the next several days!


Aw Shucks, Velta...I thought for sure you would have taken pictures of the many animals and children at the garage. That's probably a story in itself! Oh, well, a photo op missed
Glad it all turned out all right..and God is good.
Reply to this
Velta, so enjoyed reading about your trip. Also wanted you to know I have my blog up and running and would love for you to visit. I've linked to your blog.
Reply to this