Magnus to Mass., with Jamestown jaunt, Day 2

 Thursday, August 7

 Good-bye to the dog park! 

The drive to Yuma, Tennessee was pretty much uneventful. I slept a bit of the way but didn’t wake up refreshed, just groggier than ever. We were plagued by worries—a slide-out motor that seemed to be having to overcome a slipping gear and a water heater that beeped “code 3” and didn’t heat the water.  The water heater can be ignored for now, but the slide-out motor could be a show-stopper.

 

I took an immediate and violent dislike to Parker’s Crossroads RV Park as will be explained in the review. But they did at least have a swimming pool that was nine feet deep at one end. We arrived at about 2:30 and had plenty of time to kill,  so after swapping out the control board in the water heater (didn’t help), we went swimming.

My sore toe was better but still not a happy camper. I would have probably gone jogging except I didn’t think I could stand to put a shoe on. Maybe the swimming helped deaden the pain.

In the evening we treated ourselves to the first episode of Wednesday Season 2. Or was that yesterday?  After watching the first episode, we realized we’d forgotten all the characters and plot elements from the first season, so we went back and started watching that over again. At one or two episode per night, that should make for a happy four nights.

 

REVIEW: Parker’s Crossroads RV Park

Lovely and not too expensive, but not a place for me 

The sites are fairly well spaced around, not lined up in rows like you typically see. The hosts were very nice and we got an escort to our site. It was a concrete pad,  pull-thru, and just long enough for our 35’ Motorhome. We did not have to unhook the toad; it didn’t fit on the pad but there was plenty of room on the gravel driveway.  50-amp power, water, sewer--were all fine and well placed.   

The place is very pretty with a pond, huge  trees, neatly mowed grass all around, and a cute little swimming pool that was 9’ deep at one end. And a lovely, lovely shower in the immaculate women’s bathhouse. A few swings for the kiddies but I didn’t see a playground.  No dog park, either.

The deal breaker for  me were two prominently placed objectionable flags at the entrance. I did not ask why they chose to display these flags, but it made me feel like I was having other people’s politics shoved in my face. They may not have meant it to be so, but so it was.