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... weather isn’t too hot to handle. The unit in this coach is like a home air conditioner. It’s not the typical unit that mounts on the roof. So very specialized and not many places that work on them. I will have to find somewhere else to get it fixed once we get home. It may mean a trip to Oregon as there is another place there that knows this coach well. In any event, it didn’t turn out like I hoped. But, as they say, life goes on.
... dates intrigues me. Seeing family plots with several matching last names and generations is interesting to me. It was very peaceful to walk around by myself and read some names while comparing dates and ages. I pause longer when I see one with an infant or small child…another angel. One area had many children with the same last name with varying ages. I wondered if an illness came along like Yellow Fever. What a tragedy to lose ...
... br> as it approached Shuck Ridge Creek. We crossed the creek and then took
the extremely steep and slippery path down to the base of Shuck Ridge
Creek Falls. The last time I was here, it had been raining and the
rocks were slick. I hoped they would be dry this time as it hadn’t
rained in a while, but no such luck. Shuck Ridge Creek is not a big
waterfall, but it’s a pretty one, with an hourglass shape. At the base
of the falls, we had a snack ...
... speak French all day. Beautiful language. We took the ferry to Ocracoke one day, we rode our bikes all over, I paddled the Sound at sunset, we walked the beaches - it's hardly 1/4 mile from Sound to Ocean.
After a week there, we moved down the island to Frisco to camp in the National Park campground - we had originally planned to camp there the whole time but it didn't open until April 17. This campground is on the Ocean side with ...
... was very cold, so we crossed here, expecting to pick up the trail on the other side. After wading through the frigid knee-deep water, we got to the other side, but could find nothing that looked like a trail. We bushwhacked upstream for a ways, but the going was extremely slow and it was getting late and the sun would be setting soon. Finally, we gave up and turned around making it back to the cars right at sunset. ...