So now that I am semi coherent. I will update on the beginning of our trip to PF. Was feeling a bit under the weather on Weds, but pushed thru and finished loading the motorhome. Went to bed so I would be all fresh and ready for our trip to VA. Plan is up at 7, out at 8am, should hit campground about 2p.
So woke up a few minutes early feeling good, headed in got my shower. IT was from there the day did not go as planned.
Stepped out of the shower,

, and straight to the porcelain god. Sat on tub edge for sometime, then headed back to bed. DW did some work around the house. I woke up later feeling better, but not perfect. A couple of flat sprites and some banana bread and we were on the way.
So we ended up being on the road about 10am, everything going swimmingly but was getting low on fuel. Got off exit to hit a local Sheetz, just enough fuel to hit truck stop is my plan. Well Joe Entitlement and his white claw drinking other half, have the fuel nozzle in their truck, no one around, finally she comes out, lets the two dogs out of the truck, then gets water out for the dogs. Mr entitlement has not returned yet. Once he finally shows up, he tops off the tank, open the tailgate, open the side door to load the cooler full of alcohol they just purchased. Now he is ready, nope, now he needs to wash his windshield. OMG. Thank god the motorhome does not have a moose bumper or this would have put a crimp in my vacation.
So we pull up to the pump, get my 20 gal, and we are back on the road after a 30 min delay due to the important people.
Next stop, Whites Truck stop for our fuel load. We have been dodging storms for awhile now and they have been west of us, so far so good. Well about 10 mile from the truck stop it starts howling, blowing us all over the road, I mean we took a couple of good wind gusts, unreal. Now it is pouring rain and the wind is mostly head on, good. 7 miles to the truck stop and it is raining cats and dogs, when lo and behold the driverside windshield wiper falls off. Awesome, 65mph in the pouring rain, nowhere to stop and now trying to navigate thru rain drops.
We finally pull in to the truck stop and get fueled up and it stops raining. Only 2 more hours to Ft Chiswell.
We start to hit hills, up and down, and I am coming around a dump truck, making sure I am clear of the truck and start to pull back into the right lane and I see him. He slams on his brakes and comes flying up my left, horn blaring, oh you want to have a horn contest, mine is louder than yours !!! So idiot in a lowered Lexus trying to make it look like a drift car, figured he was going to pass on the right. Bad guess on his part.
I mean come on your from VA, y'all know nothing about drifting, heck a dusting of snow shuts down the whole state.
We finally arrived at Ft Chiswell closer to 6pm. I had a small dinner and was exhausted. I have had DW feeding me sprite all day to stay hydrated. Off to bed I went.
DW and FtWMike had a nice chat last evening as he stopped by at they are here also. She also ran in to him while walking Reba for her morning walk.
Plan is to be out about 10 ish, figure dog will need at least one rest stop between here and PF.
Safe Travels to all, and see you this afternoon.