While wandering around Rutledge Lake RV Park near Asheville NC we ran across a very noisy mushroom.
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It was cool and flowery smelling this morning when Michael took Chip out for his morning walk. Actually it was more accurate to say that Chip made it very clear it was time to go out and walk. So, walk they did.
There isn’t much to recommend the area for a walk with the boy. We have a very small RV parking area which has room for 6 rigs. There’s plenty of grass and smells for the boy but it doesn’t take much time to cover the available territory.
There’s a “residential” street across the highway but even that has enough traffic to make a walk less that totally relaxing. Residential is in quotes because it’s really a country road with smaller roads or driveways leading to houses, every 50 yards or so and a creek and cow pasture along the way.
On the other hand, we made it out to the local TI and got some much needed information on the largest local attraction, the Biltmore and decided that yes, we should go ahead and make a day of it. It sounds like we could actually make several days of it.
We were considering going out on our last day at this camp, so we could drive Fay over, they have a lot for RV parking, and Chip could be happy at home while we tour the grounds, yet close enough we could check on him during the day. We may just limit our Biltmore tour to 5 hrs and leave Fay parked at camp. We’re not sure yet.
We also dropped by the Folk Art Center and was amazed and came away with a great looking mushroom reference and a strong desire to stay here for a few years. Fiber, wood, clay, glass and metal arts, oh my!
By late evening we were treated to cloud lightning and lightning bug shows. The latter were filling the trees around the camp and even going off high above our heads. It looked like the trees were filled with stars.
Now there’s an impressive rainstorm drumming down on the roof while tree frog stowaways, we still have at least two, sing outside our bedroom.
Recap: Last night we pulled into a pretty camp in South Carolina, hooked up shore power and … nothin. Would we have to sweat through the night and our shorts? Would we share loudly rumbling diesel generator sounds and fumes with our neighbors? Would the Hampton Inn take a mild-mannered Schnauzer?
The RV park had another 50 amp spot available and allowed / suggested we move there, to the edge of the campground where running the gennie all night would disturb other campers less. They even offered us a refund, if we decided to go to a hotel instead, which was especially gracious and not something every park would do. So Michael unplugged stuff, stowed the landing pads, and off we went to another spot. Turn off the engine, the generator, and all air conditioners. Plug in to this 50 amp pole, and wait for the fancy surge protector to run its checks. It’s only 88° now but a zillion % humidity. Wait. And…. it works! Happy, happy, joy, joy! Turn on the cool air and break out the gin, ’cause the thing magically fixed itself! OK, it didn’t really. What probably happened, to get technical for a sec, is voltage dips at the old site made the transfer switch say “No way.” South Carolina’s had flooding and a tornado recently, and maybe this power pole is corroded. Contacts on our reel probably need cleaning too. Many points of failure have to agree that today is not a good day to die, in order for the bus to have power. It turned out fine, nothing caught fire, no misery this time. Well, none apart from wondering whether essential utilities would function, after a day of driving with another travel day coming in the morning.
Speaking of the morning, guess what? The generator didn’t feel like it, so it went … On? …no, how about Off. Ha ha! *sigh* No gennie while driving means no AC in the bus while driving six hours in upper 90° temps, except what blows out of the dash. Trust me, that won’t cut it. Parboiled ain’t a good look for Chip. Experience told Michael to force a hard reboot on the generator’s brain. Is there a switch for that? Yeah right. Here’s the switch: pull open the gennie drawer, take the cover off, remove a coolant reservoir, release a catch with a screwdriver, then lever a ribbon cable off the computer, count to five, and reconnect everything. That’s how you reboot. Thankfully, it did the trick and appeased the motor gods. For now.
It’s another fun filled day of driving along the interstate. What could go wrong? Shush.
…as in keeping it real and honest. Until now, we have posted mainly happy photos and fun discoveries here on The Great Wander. Do you want nothing but sunshine and buttercups blown up your hind end? Hmm, go watch a Disney movie, only not Toy Story 4 because that’s supposedly a tear jerker. The last thing this big kid needs is more tears. To all the people we meet who say they’ve always wanted to travel the country in an RV and how amazing it must be, sure, sometimes it’s great. No, it’s not all gleeful, wacky Hollywood schadenfreude spectacle. Now and then, usually on travel days, the bad thing happens to you, and that’s not so funny, is it chucklehead?
Today’s RV adventure is electrical. We arrive in South Carolina (state #19 – whee) on a 90 degree day at a camp wooded with majestic pines and a wonderfully long and level pull-thru site reserved for us. We’re only staying one night, but we have full hookups with 50 amp electric. The dog park beckons, and we have fresh peaches, tomatoes, and cobbler in a jar bought this afternoon to entertain us before a long drive tomorrow. Great! Michael hooks up electric and water, Susan pushes the Auto Level button, Fay does her magic, no problem. Turn off the air conditioning units, let the generator run a couple more minutes to cool, check for 50 Amp Service on the monitor panel in the cockpit, then switch the cool air back on. Thump! thump-thump—thump. Nope. No Service. An hour and 20 later, after phone calls and Internet searches, we got nothin’. Stay tuned to hear how tonight’s adventure ends.
The park is surrounded by trees and is small by most standards but well kept. It’s mowed regularly and the washroom and showers are clean and functional. The owner, Randy Spitzkeit is friendly and helpful.
The site we were in was plenty large enough for our 40′ class A and had both a concrete pad for the coach and gravel area for the toad with full hookups and 30/50 Amp power. There aren’t enough tables for all the sites but if you want one, Randy will likely give the ok to move one from an empty site.
The surrounding trees didn’t block the satellite signal from Dish. There’s not a lot we watch on satellite but if possible, we prefer to get local channels that way since we don’t have to futz with the OTA antenna.
Camp wifi is what you’d expect. Available but often overloaded. You might be able to do simple browsing and email during the day but at night you can forget doing anything once people get home and start streaming video.
Cell signal with ATT and Google Fi is weak so bring a booster if you need a strong connection to the internet or cell network. We were testing out a new router from OTA Mobile (ATT) and had no problems getting and staying online when using our WeBoost Drive 4G-X OTR.
The camp itself isn’t great for walking dogs. The roadways are all gravel and the field at the East end does have ticks. Make sure your dogs have their treatments and check them before getting back into your RV if you walk them down there.
They have a nice dog park though, which is a large grassy area but be aware that if it’s rained recently there will probably be some standing water.
Better for walking your dog nearby will be Marion Dr. where there isn’t a lot of traffic and most of the residents are friendly. There are a couple of dogs along the way but most are restrained, though exceptionally barky, or are off leash and harmless. I’m talking to you, Mr. Dachsund.
You’ll also find a nursery and the McInnis Pottery studio at the South bend of the street across a private railroad crossing.
A crossing that’s quite pretty at blue and golden hours.
We stayed for nearly two weeks and found it quite comfortable (excepting some minor problems we had with our AC). There were a good number of people that stayed only a week or even just a night and several Tiffins came through on their way to or from Red Bay, which is where we were headed after finishing up in Meridian.
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Here’s also some video of the park and walk along Marion Dr.
While you’re in the area, give the Dentzel carousel, Temple Theater, Mississippi Industrial Heritage Museum (Soule Steamworks), Captain’s Amish Store and Sciple’s Mill a visit.
In the South, we take our banjo cookin’ serious.
We do not want that thing getting back out and terrorizing people ever again.
Two days of rain and we’re rewarded with this.
Lovely lilac rain.