Well, I guess I better give an update.
We haven't had net access for the last two days so it's time to update the progress of the trip.
If you remember, I commented on the amount of rain we had at the campground on our first night.
This is what greeted us as we were leaving:
Fortunately, just out of the picture, there were two fella fishing. I talked with them, and they said that they had just got there and drove their RAV4 through that area not 15 minutes before, and it was solid under the water and not all that deep.
So we soldiered on
Our next port of call was in Maryland where we picked up our "Goodies".
And what, pray tell, were the goodies that worth missing the Great Bolens Gathering in Portland?
How about an 1886 and 4 wheels and tires?
"Wait just a danged minute!" you say. "A common old 1886 and some obviously used tires were worth missing Portland"?
"Aye" I say "For if we look closer, it's what is hanging UNDER the 1886, and a closer look at the tires/wheels shows that two are a bit different from the others. That is what made it worth missing Portland".
Actually, all I was really going after was the grader blade and the duals, but the seller made me an offer on the 1886 that made it impossible to refuse.
We got all that loaded up (the 1886 went on the trailer on it's own power BTW), chatted and swapped lies for awhile, and we set off for our next port of call a bit north in PA.
Seeing as how it was getting late we opted to stay in a campground over night.
Mrs. Buzz found a campground, and off we went. It was getting dark, and like a lot of campgrounds in PA, getting there was a bit of an adventure, Mostly because it was a twisty, up and down road that was unfamiliar, so going slower that normal was prudent. Once we got there it was full dark, and we got checked in.
The check in lady gave us a map and drew the route to our site.
Unfortunately the map was not to scale and really wasn't accurate when it came to the angles on a lot of turns. Some that it showed as 90* were a lot sharper than that. Not to mention that the sites were not identified all that well.
We eventually got to the proper site, but not before getting completely lost, and then hitting a stump in the middle of one turn.
I was NOT a happy camper. In all reality, the check in lady SHOULD have escorted us to the site, especially since it was after dark.
Any way we spent the night and intended to head for Walnutport, PA to pick up a walk behind snowcaster for Rick Show. Remember the 'stump'? Well, on my pre-flight walk around, I discovered that when I hit the stump, the first thing that hit it was the end of the exhaust pipe, and it got mashed between the stump and rear tire. it was almost completely closed
OK, so now the plan was to get to someplace where I could get that attended to, as I was getting a LOT of back pressure, and the exhaust sounded like a jet turbine.
We limped to the nearest Super Wally World, and they managed to open it up some, but it's still needs work. It's drivable, but with the extra back pressure I am down a bit on power, especially on a grade when I need higher RPMS.
NOW we set course to pick up the snowcaster, and that went VERY well, no problems at all, and easy access to where we loaded it on the trailer.
Looked like things were taking a turn for the better as something actually went right.
Well, that went South when I was approaching the campground where Rick is working.
He gave me directions, and MS Streets & Trips CLEARLY showed the "Trails End Restaurant" and "Top of the Hill Cabins" that Rick said were directly across the road from his campground.
Well, there was some miss-communication. Rick said that it was "straight up the highway" (North), and I showed a big curve that headed back to the South.
I followed the map. I really should have "gotten a clue" when the sign at the turn said "Group primitive tent camping only". It REALLY should have said "I'd turn back if I were you", or possibly "Abandon hope all ye who enter here"
That was NOT a good idea, as I ended up driving down this:
Bear in mind, the first picture was in one of the only somewhat open areas, and that 'road' was dirt, and just a wee bit wider than the HMS Rainmaker, with low hanging tree branches, and branches on both sides as well. I'm thinking that there are logging roads that look like interstates when compared to this one. Not to mention that by this time it was starting to get dark. OH, did I mention that there were sharp turns and steep downgrades on it as well.
I fully expected to see Bigfoot jump out from behind a tree and yell BOO!
We somehow did manage to find our way to civilization, and we did eventually find the campground which was about 1/2 mile up the road that we turned off of.
Rick met us, we got situated on the campsite, and.....the rains came again.
It was still raining some this morning, and didn't let up until after noon. Rick came down when it cleared up some and we loaded up the walk behind and the LF snowcaster that I sold to him.
We will be staying here for tonight and will be heading out tomorrow morning.
I'll be updating further later.
Edited by OldBuzzard, August 22, 2014 - 05:22 PM.