This weekend, I am back here with the Midwest Glampers. Maquoketa Caves remains one of my favorite campground because of the shady sites and and the beautiful trails. It appears to have survived the derecho pretty well--at lest damage isn't obvious. And to be honest, we have never stumbled over any dead bodies here.
I have been languishing--to use the appropriate pandemic term--almost a month since my last camping trip. Agatha, as I wrote in my last blog, had power issues and spent several weeks at in an RV service department. The fix only took a day, but things are so backed up that it was this week before they could look at it. I picked it up Wednesday afternoon and made a hundred trips (remember, I write fiction) from the house to the camper putting back everything I had taken out of it so the repair people would have room to work. For example, much of the wiring is under the beds so the beds had to be stripped and the mattresses moved. I've forgotten a few things but after all, that's what camping friends are for.
This weekend, Book 8 of the Frannie series is free for Kindle. Frannie and Larry's adventures on the Michigan UP with a reality show being filmed in the campground: Real Actors, Not People.