Experimenting

At 4:00 am, the rented truck camper shook. 5 minutes later, it shook again. Picture being the heavy dictionary on top of a stack of paperbacks.  Wheeeee! Not! Fortunately, the wind stopped, but when I hopped out at sunrise to check the sky, there were ominous dark clouds over the eastern mountaintops.  The way back was narrow, windy mountain roads with no shoulder and steep, sheer drop.  "No wind, please!" I prayed.  Prayers mostly answered -- there was wind, but not grit-the-teeth wind.  It was breathtakingly beautiful.  I was sad to leave the Tortilla Flat campground.  I could not have chosen a better spot to begin my RV adventures.  The camp hosts, Bill and Judy, were kindness itself and when I (thought I) ran out of propane, they took my tank along to fill on their trip to town. (propane fuel kept the stove, heater and frig running) Other campers, particularly Woody and Brenda, Helly and Jerry, and Merna, helped me with everything.  There's a lot to learn about RV's, even basic truck campers.  People were incredibly friendly. Almost everyone welcomed me into their trucks, trailers, and motorhomes to take a look-see and give me invaluable advice.  It was amazing, really, how friendly and kind people were. I didn't have internet, so no posts.  But, the writing on The Last Dream did get a good strong start.  Not having internet looks like a blessing in disguise.