For the year, at least. Yesterday, after a rocky start, I made my way north to Bellevue State Park for the final outing of the year with the Midwest Glampers. I am keeping Agatha in son Andy's driveway in Kewanee, so a trip requires driving an hour east, dropping my car and bringing back the camper for loading. However, I neglected to remove my apartment key from the car key ring that I left with Andy so found myself locked out and had to contact maintenance before I could start loading. The spare key was locked in the apartment of course.
But it wasn't a huge delay and soon I was enjoying the beautiful drive through northeast Iowa. Having grown up in southern Minnesota and North Central Iowa where hills are anomalies, the landscape of northeast Iowa always amazes me. The geometric shapes of corn bins, bales in the fields, and box-like house and barns appear like punctuation marks that man has imposed on the unruly landscape to try and bring order. GPS always likes to jerk my chain by either insisting on an all-interstate route, no matter how much distance and stressful driving it adds, or else cross-country on narrow roads with three different numbers from the feds, state, and county road departments so you can't verify your location on a map. This was my first visit to Delmar, Preston, and Springville.
But it wasn't a huge delay and soon I was enjoying the beautiful drive through northeast Iowa. Having grown up in southern Minnesota and North Central Iowa where hills are anomalies, the landscape of northeast Iowa always amazes me. The geometric shapes of corn bins, bales in the fields, and box-like house and barns appear like punctuation marks that man has imposed on the unruly landscape to try and bring order. GPS always likes to jerk my chain by either insisting on an all-interstate route, no matter how much distance and stressful driving it adds, or else cross-country on narrow roads with three different numbers from the feds, state, and county road departments so you can't verify your location on a map. This was my first visit to Delmar, Preston, and Springville.
But I arrived in a timely fashion, and was relieved to find that the water had not been turned off yet in the campground--always a possibility in the state parks after October 15. Two of the Glampers were already here and after a simple supper we had a nice fire until bed called. The full moon was spectacular. Today there are no specific plans except for a soup supper tonight. There are some great trails to hike, a winery to visit, and some shops in Bellevue to explore. I'm sure we'll find something to do.
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