Tripping from KY to MA

I had a week to drive from Nancy, KY to Plymouth, MA, some 1000 miles.
  • State one: VA
    • On the first day, I drove to Virginia, where I had planned to meet my Uncle Claude and his friend Iris for dinner in Roanoke, VA. but I got confused about Central to Eastern Time Zone changes (and did my GPS!), so got there too late. We talked awhile - then they brought out some yummy ice cream for desert.
    • From there I had a 90 minute drive to Gladys, VA for a few days of rest and relaxation.
  • State two: PA
    • This was the ritzy-ist campground so far, with a lap pool and a kiddie pool (with a water mushroom!) and a water slide, and a very strange basketball-based game. See for yourself!
  • State three: MA
    • The drive from VA to MA was long, and I made it longer (but more fun) by stopping along the way to visit the Delaware Water Gap. After looking it over, I grabbed a sandwich and a homemade pie (a little bitty one, which I thought had chocolate in it, but turned out to be molasses (called a Shoo Fly PIe, I think)) and drove along River Road, which obediently followed the river. I stopped at a National Park to eat lunch, and got to use my Annual Pass for the first time - whoo whoo! Then I made one stop to walk, at Dingmans Falls. I wish I could've stayed longer - it really was lovely.
    • So, with the time spent at the Water Gap, I would still have gotten to Sturbridge before dark... except that there was a really scary storm, one that put out alerts on every local radio station, so I stopped for a bit at a local mall. And actually, I might *still* have beaten the dark, except that there was some nighttime road construction, that pushed the three lanes into one. I spent a hour going an average of 4 miles per hour (according to the GPS). But I got to listen to lots of good music from my dance CD collection!
    • I finally got to the campground at around 9:30 PM. It was very dark and the rain was a comin'. Again I got to use the walkie-talkie, but this ranger was less accomplished than the last. He was a bit dismayed to learn that I had never stayed at this park before, and seemed to have no idea of where I should go look for a site. I was anxious to get on with it, so I could set up before the deluge, but also a bit anxious because folks at the Scotrun campground had told me that this one was tricky, with lots of hills and very small sites.

      Finally I offered to just drive around blind, so to speak, and pick a place. I ended up with what might have been the nicest site to-date - overlooking the lake, but from a height, so I had less concern about bugs that like to hover near water. But then on Saturday morning, the place filled up with other folks, and a large group took the spot between me and the lake. It didn't really ruin my view, but their noise did detract from the spot's charm.

      This was my favorite campground to-date for its clean, well-lit laundry room, its friendly people, the basketball court where I got to sweat a bit, and then interesting hiking trails, where I got some of my best photos yet!