Black Whale Motel & Efficiencies
Travel Blogs from Hampton Bays
... got out of the airport, we decided to rely on the GPS (christened Barb) to get us to Branford, on the coast of Long Island Sound. Apparently Barb thought it was better to completely skirt New York via the west, north and then east instead of getting on the I95 which would have been more direct but maybe slower (? through southern parts of New York). But hey, we just followed along and eventually arrived at our B+B about 4pm. So we've seen the suburbs of outer New York and know a ...
... iron and a new o-ring. I used some hurricane ties to connect the old with the new and it looks like I should get another 10 years out of it.
The FICM for the truck cost me $400 and another $400 for labor at a local truck shop. Now the truck starts up with no problems.
Now I have a few projects lined up for both truck and camper. The camper will get a new vinyl floor and a new 45-Amp electric converter kit. I will also be attempting ...
... girl, Sophia, who met Lincoln for the first time today. They were so cute together. I know they'll both be walking and causing trouble by the end of the summer.
It was a great last full day of our vacation. We are very sad for it to end tomorrow. We plan to take our time packing up to head home. Back to the grind on Monday.
Thank you to all who followed us along our journey!! We can't wait for our next camping adventure!
We had a slow morning followed by a bike ride with daddy and some much needed playground time. The kids really enjoyed running around after spending 11 hours in the car yesterday.
Today was a big day for Lincoln. At 7 months he stood for the first time
on his own. He has been getting close to pulling himself up but finally
was able to do it this afternoon. We are in trouble!
... while involuntary seemed necessary given my thoughts at the time. It helped me imagine being a Poquatuck Indian going about my business, when out of nowhere this white invader steps out in front of me and starts controlling my world. I didn't think that bow too long, not at all, even with my "tourist" status. Although frustrated and annoyed, I had at least acknowledged that Mr Clodhopper was there. He in turn, just like the white interlopers of yore, treated me like I ...