|Bye bye Sue!|
Left Brain started out driving and we stopped at Lake City for lunch about noon just as the rain started to come down. After fortifying ourselves with burgers and fries we dodged the raindrops back to the RV and the Queen took the wheel. This was scary, but necessary to start my motorhome driving 101 course. Thank goodness I have one of the best drivers available to teach me.
Let me make this perfectly clear before I even start to tell you about that adventure. The lanes are really not wide enough for me to drive on. Seriously. Yeah, yeah...I know...semis and larger trucks manage to manuver their way, but the Queen behind the wheel of the RV....not so much.
|I did not cause this....I swear!|
I thought the worst part was getting through town with parked cars and stop lights at first. Then I changed my mind and figured that rolling up and down hills on a two lane road was much worse.
Meeting a semi on a narrow (at least to me it seemed narrower) bridge brought forth of images of two sumo wrestlers trying to fit through a doorway at the same time....it wasn't going to be pretty. Left Brain got a bit excited at this point but managed to stay cool, in spite of imminent death.
Then we approached the cities and I seriously wondered what the hell I was doing behind the wheel of this beast in five lane traffic! I found myself holding my breath when I had two semis pass me at the same time, one on each side. Good Lord! I don't even want to talk about trying to change lanes in city traffic. Oh, did I mention it was raining?
After a while I had 10 second episodes of not thinking about it...just driving. My fingers started to loosen their grip and my shoulders came down from under my ears to their normal position. My jaw even began to unclench. Normally I'm pretty chatty while traveling but I was unable to speak or look around. My only views were to check the backup camera to assure me the car was still there, the side mirrors to see what traffic was coming and the lane in front of me to see if I was in the right spot. I was either getting the hang of it or going into shock, not real sure.
I know it's crazy but I also found myself ducking when we went under bridges. You know how low it feels in parking ramps, that's the same sensation I had with the bridges. What? You don't feel the ceilings are too low? Oh. I guess it's just me. Never mind.
Thank G-d we didn't go through the Lowry Tunnel, I think that might have unhinged me completely.
|this is what we passed ....thank goodness LB was at the wheel|
In a short period of time we arrived at the campground. I ran in to get checked in and was greeted by a lovely Irish lass named Molly O'Keeffe. We got maps and rules and she had our mail. Things are looking up.
|She Devil basking in the view out our front window|
So, all in all it was a good first day. I drove and nobody died. We arrived and got settled in.
Long Live the Queen