Magnus Goes Home to Thor, Day 4

Sunday, October 27

At the Thor repair shop.  About seven RVs trickled in during the day--there were 13 here at last count. Are we in some kind of queue with possibly 13 motorhomes in front of us?

But first, the drive. We got up and got as early a start as possible, but still left at about the same time as yesterday--9:10.  We only had a 3-hour drive, but I wanted to get to Thor as quickly as possible. I was thinking they only had ten parking spots, but that was a mistake on my part--they have about 20. But still it was good to get there early.

The drive was very flat and pretty much uneventful. We had to circle around Indianapolis through some horrible awful road construction, but that was soon over and we were headed north on 31. I programmed in the directions that Thor had provided us, and so we were pretty sure there wouldn't be any weird low bridges or narrow roads.

 

 

It was very beautiful there on account of the autumn tree color display. Amazing!  More shades of orange than I ever thought existed, and an occasional burning bush of bright, bright red. A few spruces and pines for contrast,

But other than the trees, the terrain was flat and boring. All farmland, mostly corn but possibly some wheat already harvested. Very, very boring. We did cut through an Amish settlement right at 12pm and saw an assortment of buggies waiting or scurrying away. Maybe church was just over, or maybe we were hitting the tail end of that big funeral the lady next door told me about, later.

 

Almost there

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 There!

Our site

With no Molly to walk, I put my chair out beside the motorhome, in the parking lot, and read a book. Until an unusual thing happened--the lady in the small Class C next door came over and chatted with me while I was reading (aka taking a nap) in the afternoon sunshine. She appeared to be traveling with four dachshunds but no human companions. Cool lady--she gave a quick rundown of her life--college at Denton, worked for police dept or some such in the Dallas area and then at Austin, finally moved to Tennessee with her husband, presumably retired. I didn't ask where he was now.

But when I ventured a comment about the books I was reading or the nature places that I wanted to explore, she showed no interest. So other than dogs and camping, I don't think we had much in common. So that's what we talked about.  And soon she had to get back to her dogs.