Greetings from Old Fort, NC

Life is sure an adventure. We left Pensacola Beach a day early because of all the hysteria about hurricane Irma and drove north to Montgomery, AL. We only stayed there for two days because I didn’t make a longer reservation. At the time I made the reservation, there was no hysteria – I was just changing the course to be on the safe side. My thought was to go to Atlanta, then SC, keeping most of our reservations. Didn’t happen.

So the place in Montgomery – 5 hours north of Florida – was packed to the gills. They had to turn people away, but the city of Montgomery was making concessions and allowing them to stay in parking lots and so on. The police were everywhere, offering people aid if they needed it. Some did. People just threw themselves into cars and left.

Our next stop was Chattanooga where WE were one of the people staying in fields. 10 hours north of Florida. We knew that was going to happen so we had filled the trailer with water and charged up all the appliances ahead of time. The trailer does have a battery and both the hot water heater and the fridge work on propane so we were not suffering. We even had wifi.

But we left the next day to get out of the wind and so now we are here in Western NC. We are at Catawba Falls campground, the last space available in all the campgrounds in the area. 13 hours north of Florida and the roads were still packed. The campground is pretty nice, actually, we back up to a stream and the people are friendly. But we only have 30amp, which isn’t as much of a problem as no wifi, no TV and very poor Verizon. We are going into town shortly so I can send this and get the current news on Irma. It’s cold here – 55 degrees – but we have a propane heater.

We are leaving here Wednesday. Not sure where we are going yet. But it is supposed to be nice that day so it doesn’t matter too much if we have to boondock again. We have a week’s reservation on the Outer Banks as of Thursday. Supposed to rain all that week but at least it will be warmer.

Then off to Gettysburg where we have to give Harvey to his mommy. We will miss that kitten! He is so much fun to watch. Yesterday, John was eating an Oreo and he put one down on the arm of his chair. Harvey ZOOMED up the chair, grabbed the Oreo, and took it to the carpet, where he managed to get it open and start eating the fluff before some meanie took it away from him. He has learned that first-thing-in-the-morning is treat time, and now gets his own set of treats. At least it has dulled his teeth a little, whew!