For my caring friends, I left OKC yesterday morning at first light. The short jaunt to the dumpster was a rude awakening. The forecast may have mentioned winter warning and high wind warning by 5 pm, but I gotta to say it looked like winter, it felt like winter on that short jaunt to the dumpster. I hightailed it back to my rig, quit making my tea, put breakfast fixings away, unplugged and stored my power cord, and left. It was pretty breezy when I left with mist, but within 50 miles of OKC, I was out of the wind and just cloudy skies. It was forecasted for thunderstorms the whole path I was taking, but lucky me, I did not hit rain until 20 miles from where I stopped. The combo of rain, road construction and idiot drivers had me say – that’s it! So I stopped on the eastern edge of Russellville, Arkansas. I’m at Ivy’s Cove RV park, behind Flying J’s truck stop.
I must face the music… dancing around winter just isn’t the right music for me at this time. If I really thought this was good, I should have stayed home in Alaska, right? The desire to see old friends kept the smarts at bay as well. I was going to go see other friends in Kentucky after Thanksgiving, but they will now be notified, I will see them in the Spring. It is time to move south. So… with a big sigh.. I am heading south right after Thanksgiving.
In the meantime, I have one more week of winter in Little Rock, AR. Rod tells me they don’t get serious weather until late December… well, it sure looks like a serious week of cold temps & snow & rain is coming in tomorrow. Just for me, I guess. Not! All is well… laughing here.