My class motto was A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. True, but for Agatha this weekend, a journey of two hundred miles began with the need for an oil change, a propane refill and a tank of gas. It has become an annual tradition for part of the family to gather in Ankeny mid-June for my great-granddaughters' dance recital and birthday celebrations. Pat and Jill come up from Texas, and I like to camp at Cherry Glen Campground on Saylorville Reservoir. Numerous others on both sides of Brooke's family also attend.
In preparation, last Friday, Agatha got the oil change in Kewanee, but I was unsuccessful in finding a place that could refill a fixed propane tank. Yesterday, after I passed my wellness check (unlike Agatha), I headed to Kewanee for a final loading and we took off about noon. By taking a southerly route over to 218, I could make a stop at A-1 Propane In Iowa City. That only took 15 minutes, unlike over a half hour to get gas, but that's another story. We continued our journey on I80, bucking a little wind, and arrived at Cherry Glen about 5:30.
My site is spacious with lots of shade and fairly level. Always a plus. It only took me two tries to back in. I was able to put together a supper of turkey brats, Italian corn salad, roasted rosemary potato salad and a nice glass of wine.
The shower house is right behind me, although I have to give the showers a C. One very small double hook, big enough to support a washcloth, and you know me and hooks. I will continue to use them though because the one in Agatha, I'm sure, is the World's Smallest Shower, and only rates a D-.
It's a much needed quiet morning. I got in an early walk before the heat arrives, and will rest up for the afternoon gathering and evening recital. But now, I hear the wind picking up and I'd better get out the awning tie downs before Agatha makes good on her threat to run away from home.
In preparation, last Friday, Agatha got the oil change in Kewanee, but I was unsuccessful in finding a place that could refill a fixed propane tank. Yesterday, after I passed my wellness check (unlike Agatha), I headed to Kewanee for a final loading and we took off about noon. By taking a southerly route over to 218, I could make a stop at A-1 Propane In Iowa City. That only took 15 minutes, unlike over a half hour to get gas, but that's another story. We continued our journey on I80, bucking a little wind, and arrived at Cherry Glen about 5:30.
My site is spacious with lots of shade and fairly level. Always a plus. It only took me two tries to back in. I was able to put together a supper of turkey brats, Italian corn salad, roasted rosemary potato salad and a nice glass of wine.
The shower house is right behind me, although I have to give the showers a C. One very small double hook, big enough to support a washcloth, and you know me and hooks. I will continue to use them though because the one in Agatha, I'm sure, is the World's Smallest Shower, and only rates a D-.
It's a much needed quiet morning. I got in an early walk before the heat arrives, and will rest up for the afternoon gathering and evening recital. But now, I hear the wind picking up and I'd better get out the awning tie downs before Agatha makes good on her threat to run away from home.
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