Fall Foliage, Day 40 - Thomaston, Connecticut to Mt. Olive Township, New Jersey
This morning we did the “tow dolly dance” as Christian insists on calling (/singing) it.
Before we got on the highway we stopped for gas, which is always an adventure. We have to find a station with enough space to pull in and still get out, and with a long enough space to park while filling without blocking others. Normally we like to fill both the RV and the car in one stop, but this time we opted for just RV for simplicity. Then we got rolling!
As we’re driving along, I look up from my writing to see signs flashing for 10′ clearance and panic - “Christian! We’re taller than 10 feet!!!” - just as he drives under a bridge with a 10′ clearance sign. He turns to me, “Well, I guess we are under 10 feet!” and I go back to writing.
Then he starts taking an exit and slowing down. I look up again as he says, “I think I’m being pulled over?” and I start REALLY panicking (respect for authority was ingrained into my psyche from a young age).
The officer walks up to my window and asks where we’re going (Christian flubs the name of the park, I keep panicking and correct him, worried that we’ve now caused more red flags to go up) and where we’re coming from (Christian says Texas, officer asks more recently, Christian flubs the name of the last park and I correct him, I’m practically hyperventilating at this point).
Then we find out that there would normally be scaffolding taking the clearance down to 10 feet but thank goodness there wasn’t today because if it had been up shakes head sagely “[we] wouldn’t have made it.” We get no ticket, directions to a different highway that won’t decapitate our air-conditioning unit, and a lesson on paying attention to a whole new subset of road signs. I also start researching RV-GPS apps that will take height/weight limits into account when planning.
The rest of the drive was a little stressful, since the Google Maps app kept trying to route us on parkways (which we now know is a no-no). It took some manual navigating (including a drive past the Sleepy Hollow cemetery) to get to the campground around 7.
… only the office was closed and they weren’t answering the after hours phone. So we found a Walmart a few minutes away that allowed overnight parking and headed there.
… only the route Google Maps had us take had a gate across it (since it was right by someone’s house I guess they could do that?). There wasn’t enough space to turn around up by the gate, so we were just preparing to back up the RV with dolly and car attached, when the homeowners came out and unlocked the gate for us.
We finally made it to Walmart and started settling in for the night…. only we were low on propane and decided to reserve it for the fridge instead. So we walked across the parking lot to Panera to get dinner and then came back and ate while watching the Superbob movie. It was pretty good - a dry sense of humor + a happy ending (the movie, not the Panera food).
Lesson learned today: get an RV-specific GPS unit. ASAP.