Camaro

I make it to Charlotte NC. Well done truck! I spend time with son Ben. He is doing so well and I am very proud of him.

What’s more he has a 2000 Camaro with a 5.7 liter V8. He takes me for a drive throughout which I am absolutely terrified.

Muscle

To get to Charlotte I drive through lots of States.

Eat a peach
Populated by Scots, you know.
I feel slightly ill at ease.
Rare Red Headed Woodpecker
Northern Mockingbird
Canada goose. Very common but beautiful birds.

Before I get to Charlotte, I search in vain to find a campground around the town of Murphy Tennessee. I missed the Tennessee border line sign but I promise that I have been there. Anyway, I end up camping by a very grunge boat launch surrounded by urban tipping. At 11:00 there is a hammering on the door. I was asleep.

“Sir, you can’t camp here. No camping inside city limits.” says the young woman officer.

“Sorry, couldn’t find anywhere else.”

“Ok don’t stay more than 3 days.”

I think being an old guy with a British accent helps a lot in these situations.

Down by the river where the Police woke me up.

Again before I get to Charlotte, I am snowed in way up in the Smoky Mountains National Park. The park closes down for 2 days. There is nothing for it but to snuggle down in the camper. It is wonderful; plenty food, plenty drink and the furnace is working perfectly. So cosy!

The snow gets worse.
Cabin Fever
Good Morning

The best countryside since Mexico has been in Tennessee, North Carolina and Virginia. Beautiful wooded mountains, pasture with chocolate box farms.

Dozens of them.
5.7 liter.
Not so Common Loon
Sweet Virginia
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1 Response to Camaro

  1. virtuallyrachelgmailcom says:

    DELIGHTFUL! Thanks so much for the update!!

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