Monday 2 Oct - Still in KY

Today’s photo op is from Central South Dakota. Although Kansas is home to the sunflower, we continued to see sunflowers in South Dakota – but facing the wrong way. We weren’t even sure they were sunflowers at first. But after a couple of views with binoculars and telephoto lenses, we decided they were; but facing the wrong way! It must be late in the season and ready for harvest for oil (or whatever) but here ‘tis.

Tonight (2 October, Monday), we are still nestled in the Land-Between-the-Lakes Kentucky – or wherever. After a peaceful night, Margaret elected to stay-put, so here we are, another night in Kentucky. Not all bad. A park-like setting with lots of hickory trees (or pronounced in Southern dialect – hickry trees).

‘Twas a quiet day and time to catch up on business details – whenever cell-phone service deems to be available. Our “wonderful” Internet access service (Verizon) was off and on again all day. Must be wherever the satellites decide to be at any given moment. Margaret finished another book, and I am working through the stack of delayed mail from Florida.
Grilled some steak and dined al fresco. Perfect evening.

We are three days driving from Amelia Island, but undecided exactly how to divvy up these remaining days. Stay in Chattanooga (2 or more days), stay in the Macon area and see friends, or press on – arriving a day or two earlier than planned. After all, we don’t want to “surprise” the folks on Amelia by showing up early and upsetting their apple-carts! Whatever, we’ll pull out tomorrow, and play it by ear.

Today was a first. After 5 months on the road, we let Suki – the cat, roam free – no leash or whatever. It seems like a safe environment; a park-like setting with lots of grass and trees, few people, and most important, no eagles, hawks, or other predators. He (Suki) did really well. He roamed unsupervised about the surrounding trees – had a not-so-close encounter with a turtle (terrapin) – and came back into the motor home of his own volition. Margaret was quite thrilled. He did this several times. Either he was familiar with the motor home and/or it was a safe environment. He was a very happy puss.

We are pretty much alone in this park-like setting. A camp-ground designed to hold over a 150 campers – and we are one of only 10. Quiet, except for the lawn-mowers doing their thing. Boats on the reservoir and the occasional train are the only noises (not counting cicadas and other local vermin). Very peaceful. Many blue birds, woodpeckers, and chick-a-dies flitting about. Great temps. Nice breeze.