We have reservations at Ace Basin Campground in Sheldon SC. They have been difficult to communicate with all along but campgrounds are hard to come by in this area so we took our chances. First, there is no sign so it takes us three passes to find the place. We turn in; It is more like a salvage yard than campground with decrepit boats, semi tractors and travel trailers parked all about in the lawn of an abandoned house with a maybe-lived-in double-wide out back. Yikes! No one is answering call or text. A good-natured fellow with jumper cables in his hands appears and we determine that yes, this is the place and there is one open site that has working power, sewer and water. We settle in and with one final check the proprietor (at least we think he is) disappears. We are strongly considering shortening our stay from 4 to 2 nights. No more sightings of any management personnel and communication difficulties continue; making changes to our stay nearly impossible. In the end we stay and pay for 3. The place served our purpose but it is the worst, maybe second worst, campground we have encountered in 11 years.
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Slipping further south
I77 to I26 to I95, we drop through South Carolina. Our destination is Ace Basin National Wildlife Refuge in the middle of nowhere between Charleston and Hilton Head. Increasingly the roadside is dominated by evergreens with only splashes of brightly colored hardwoods among them. As we near our destination, the pines are displaced with live oaks draped in Spanish moss and stately cypress jutting out of still water. Roosting egrets are like ornaments in the tree tops. We are in “low country” now. It is cool and bugless (mostly) so easier to enjoy than most of the year!
Checking out Lake Norman NC
We settle in at Lake Norman State Park. It takes 4 boards under the front tires to get even close to level but otherwise the campground is very nice. Facilities are newly remodeled and there is a loop trail right off the campground for a nice walk along the lakeshore. There are also a couple trails near the visitor center so we spend a lot of time just here in the park. There are no evening strolls this time of year though. We barely get dinner cooked before the sun goes down. It is dark by 5:30!
No boat in the water this visit but it looks like it could be a fun lake to explore. The main lakeshore is pretty developed but there are lots of little fingers that might prove to be good fishing or hang out spots. Maybe our next time through.
We check out the Davidson Farmers Market. It is filled with fresh veggie and baked goods stands. A perfect mix for us! We leave with fresh picked green beans and brussel sprouts and a couple huge donuts.
Carol catches up with us. She will spend a few days here as she is heading for Florida. We have a chance to hang out a few before we head out tomorrow.
Willa check in
We video call with Willa and family this evening. Hazel is growing fast and Willa ever full of surprises beyond her years. She asks to come visit us then catches herself, I can’t come on a school day. “Let me check my days of the week”, she says and disappears from view. When she returns, she has her days of the week poster and walks down thru it with Mom’s help; Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday….Friday/that’s today. Tomorrow is Saturday. I don’t have school. I can come see you tomorrow! We are thrilled at the thought and heartbroken at having to tell Willa we are too far away. We will all have to wait until we can come see them in a few weeks at Christmas. We can do it.
Back on the road
In these next three weeks we move from New York to our winter camp. Georgetown Marina in Florida. We have a little time so we dawdle our way south.
We stay to the familiar interstates this segment of the trip across Northern Pennsylvania but views are still amazing. One mountain ridge after another is blanketed with warm golds and browns dotted with red.
We stop over in York for a bit of family time. Grown-ups are all well and grandniece, Harlow, is doing a lot more talking and always on the go.
Next stop, Skyline Drive Virginia. We leave the rig down in the valley in Edinburgh to cruise the drive more leisurely in the car. We have seen more wildlife on the drive in the summer but when it comes to scenery, I say there is no better time of year for this drive. We stop at nearly every viewpoint and hit a few trails.
The first day we go for elevation and long views: Compton Peak trail (3 mi 850ft elevation change) and Mary’s Rock Summit trail (2.9 mi 830ft elevation change ). Views from atop make them both worth the work to get there.
On a hazy day we head out on Dark Hollow Falls trail. The creek babbles beside us, tumbling and gurgling over leaf strewn boulders as we descend with it. It is beautiful.
It is my Birthday. What a beautiful place to celebrate. Kent cooks dinner on the actual date, then I get to celebrate the next day at the Edinburg Mill Restaurant with local cider and some awesome prime rib. I think 65 was a good year. Here is to 66.
2021 has been a unique one…..
It started out unsettled and it is not over yet.
Early in the year, lasting effects of Covid-19 made pre-school and daycare a no-go in New York. Mike and Tracy needed child care to continue work. Nana was free, it seemed a perfect match that lasted until house remodeling efforts resumed as planned in May. Time flew by and before we knew it 10 months had passed. What a blessing that we have had the opportunity to share so closely in their lives. The house is coming along nicely (of course there is more to do). Willa is growing and maturing by leaps and bounds. We greeted a new grand-daughter, Hazel. We shared countless experiences big and small, new and familiar, joyous and exasperating.
Wow, 10 months!
Ack, car trouble
Wheel bearings again? A noise developed on our way to Texas and has gotten progressively worse. It sort of sounds like bearings but maybe not? Whatever, it is too severe to make the drive back to Florida without repairs. Short story, 4 days later we have new bearings and new spindles and the hope that the problem is more permanently repaired. Time will tell.
Leaf Peeping
This year we have managed to time it just right to experience Autumn in the East. We are still hanging out with the kids and
new grand daughter but fit in a couple day trips that take us to Bear Mountain SP
and to Cat Rocks. Both involve a bit of rocky climbing but bring us to great views from along the AT. We revisit
The Poets Walk near Red Hook. This time all is cloaked in fall colors. It is a nice walk through beautiful country and these days bring proof that a world without the change of seasons is just not quite complete.
She is here!
Our newest granddaughter, Hazel Soleil Sayre, arrived today 10/13 at 2:36 PM. Covid protocols keep us from visiting the hospital so we are limited to photos for now. Reports confirm all 10 fingers and all 10 toes and from the pics we know she is beautiful, of course, in the red and wrinkly newborn sort of way! Mom and Dad are “Over the moon”. We are hanging out with big sister Willa all anxiously awaiting Hazel’s homecoming.
Friday the 15th; rumor had it that today would be the day and after an all-too-tedious, delay-filled discharge process the kids are headed home. Planned arrival, 5PM. Wouldn’t you know it, Willa is napping but Nana and Grandpa are excitedly watching out the window. Willa and I made a welcome home sign. It is appreciated by all! Then in comes Hazel, peaceful and wonderous just chilling in her car seat. She is in my arms within minutes then Grandpa’s too as Mom and Dad check in with Willa to see if she is ready to greet Little Sis. It gives us a chance for a little get-to-know-you time one on one with Hazel before the excitement of the full family introduction. That is a joy to watch too as Willa sings her way down the stairs to meet the little person she has been hugging in Mommy’s tummy for months. What a beautiful family!
So, Hazel Soleil statistics: Born Oct 13, 2021 at 2:36Pm. Weighing in at 8lbs and 2ozs and 20.75 inches long. Healthy and with a good set of lungs.
Nana statistics: amazed, blessed, over joyed, content, proud…babies, such a miracle-in the scientific sense- that birth is amazing and in the way they embody so much love. Welcome Hazel. We love you.
Week One
Two young bobcats bound across just ahead of us as we head for our first assignment, trimming along the newly expanded Bobcat boardwalk. It is like watching a pair of adorable pet kittens. Nice. This trail is a great walk through the wetlands and actually in pretty good shape so we finish up in just a few hours.