We're on I-95 before dawn. Went to bed at 7 p.m. yesterday, but it was not a short day. We rose at 6:30 a.m., slept in the motor home in our neighbor's driveway. Our tasks were to continue to pack and assemble the Birdmobile, finish emptying and cleaning the house, one last shower, and look at the home where we lived for 23 years. Even empty it looked beautiful. We had to go to storage to leave the last few items that we didn't want to take on our journey. While I finished arranging things in the motor home, Chuck loaded our little Ford Focus with our backpacks and camping gear. Then the bikes went on the rear and the canoe on the top. As we finished, Gen Ray drove by and I called my new friend, Vicky Jones. They watched and helped us hitch the Focus to the Birdmobile. Glen took photos of us fully loaded in front of Springettsbury Aven. and with she and Vicky waving us off, we got on the road by 10:15 a.m.
Once on the road we felt elated, and called Chuck's parents, my parents, Chuck's sister Laurie, and our dear friends Jane and Bob Harteis.
As we headed into North Carolina, it started to rain, so we decided to try our first overnight at a Cracker Barrel Restaurant. After a comfortable supper, we settled into our bed, parked next to another RV. We heard trucks from the highway throughout the night, but woke refreshed.
Driving like this in the arly morning is not so bad. There is less traffic, and the roads in NOrth Carolina are pretty flat and strraight.
We'll see how far we get today.