Solar … Storage … Bugging Out Tomorrow

Wednesday, 12 June
Americamps KOA — Ashland, Virginia
TEMPS: LO 69F / HI 91F [feels like 96F] (20.5C / 33C [35.5c])

We’ve accomplished what we came to do here in Ashland, Virginia.  That’s the good news.

The bad news is that there is a big storm heading in our direction.  We were going to stay two more nights at the Americamps KOA, but have decided to leave tomorrow morning instead.  (The campground refunded the fee for the fourth night; that’s a bonus we were not expecting.)

We considered heading south, but we’d have to drive 400-450 miles (640-720 km) just to get out of the red zone (bottom half of the collage).  Not only would we be risking getting caught in the storm while still on the road, but the storm is projected to cover much of South Carolina by Thursday night, so we’d be in the same boat.

No worries about tonight (top photo); we’re outside the red zone … can’t say the same about tomorrow night.

So, even though Virginia Beach (near Norfolk) falls in the highest risk area, we are going to head there.  I can hear the gasps and everyone thinking we must be nuts.  Not so … at least at Naval Air Station Oceana, where we have campground reservations, there will be a real shelter should the worst happen.  Oceana is only 120 miles (192 km) from where we are now, so we should get there well in advance of the storm.

But enough about the storm.  We have a plan in place; borrowing trouble in the meantime isn’t going to do us any good.  After all, there’s still a good chance the storm will weaken as it crosses the mountains.

Tuesday, 11 June …

We came to Ashland primarily to have solar panels installed on the roof.  We expect to take periodic vacations from our life on the road and wanted to have the means to trickle-charge the house batteries in our absence.  Solar panels seemed like a good option, with the added bonus that they would allow us to boondock in mild-climates without being entirely reliant on the generator.

From top left: specs; a solar panel awaiting installation; the regulator;
back of the solar panel showing the branch connector and positive/negative cables.

After doing considerable research, Mui consulted with RV Service of VA, the company that worked on our satellite dish last December.  They helped him figure out what we needed, and at our request, ordered three solar panels and a digital solar regulator from GoPower.  The install went smoothly, and by the end of the day we were “solarized.”  Provided we have a tree-free site at Oceana, we’ll put the panels through their paces and make sure they are operating as expected.

Solar install completed.

The digital solar regulator showing the batteries are fully charged.

I’m not going to include a whole bunch of technical specs in this post.  If you have an interest in that information, drop us a note and Mui will be happy to provide details and answer questions.

Back to Today …

The second reason for returning to Virginia was to stop by our storage unit in Winchester.  Having been on the road for 6½ months now, it was time to purge some stuff from the coach and return them to storage.  More importantly, we needed to pick up some Arctic gear for our off-road vacation this fall.  We debated driving to Winchester with the Phaeton and staying at a campground in that area for a couple of days.  In the end, however, we decided we would make a day trip in the toad instead.

120-miles (192 km) each way is faster to drive in the toad than it would have been in the Phaeton.

We were both up early, so we had breakfast at home and headed north shortly after 6:00a.  Traffic was minimal — a pleasant surprise.  Listening to radio reports of traffic jams further north on I-95 and delays due to accidents in the area where we used to live in Northern Virginia were all too familiar.  Luckily, none of those problems had any impact on our drive and we arrived at the storage unit around 9:00a.  An hour to take care of things, and we were back on the road by 10:00a … and back at the campground by 1:00p.  A long drive to be sure, but a productive one … and one we don’t anticipate repeating any time soon.

Following four busy days since leaving Lake Greenwood — three of them driving in either the Phaeton or the toad — we had hoped to chill tomorrow.  But thanks to the forecasted storm, we’ll be driving to our next campground a day early.  I guess we’ll just have to chill after we get there.

I Brought Us to Virginia

Monday, 10 June
Americamps KOA — Ashland, Virginia
TEMPS: LO 69F / HI 81F (20.5C / 27C)

Notice that I didn’t say I drove us back to Virginia.  But, in addition to “nag”givating us here, I did take over the wheel for a while, and under Mui’s watchful eye, brought us to the Virginia Welcome Center just over the stateline from North Carolina.

We are safely off the road now.  Heavy rain is drumming on the roof, and thunder claps are renting the air somewhere off in the distance.  There is a wide-spread tornado watch in place until 10:00p.  Our go-bag is ready by the door, as are our rain jackets — just in case we need to make a dash for the bathhouse.  Be prepared and alert — that’s about all one can do in such situations.

Anyways, on with the story …

After breakfast on the deck of our site at Lake Greenwood in South Carolina, we got on the road yesterday morning to head north.  With a 441-mile (706 km) drive ahead of us, we broke the trip into two segments.

Our route was mostly on I-85, making for easy freeway driving.
2 days and 441 miles (706 km) later we’re just a short distance from
where we started our fulltime RV’ing adventure last December (see inset).

Campgrounds with easy freeway access are practically non-existent along certain stretches of I-85.  In fact, we found only two at the halfway point of our drive: one in Greensboro, North Carolina; and one in Durham … also in NC.  We debated staying in a Wal-Mart parking lot, or even a rest area.  But it was simply too hot to be without a 50A pedestal overnight.  Yes, we have a generator, but I refuse to run it when we’re asleep.  So we pulled into the only campground off I-85 in the Greensboro area — the Greensboro Campground ($36/night for 50A FHU after a 10% military discount).  This is not a destination stop by any stretch of the imagination, but it served our purpose for one night — even if we were unable to get level.  In the end, after trying two sites, we decided to just drive the front wheels onto wood blocks and call it done.  (My campground reviews are here.)

Despite our proximity to I-85, and on/off rain beating a tattoo on the roof, we got a good night’s rest.  Shortly after 7:00a this morning, we were off on the final leg of our drive.  Light rain dogged us here and there, but otherwise we had an uneventful drive.  The highlight of the day — filling up at the Pilot truck stop in Colonial Heights, VA with the cheapest diesel since getting on the road six months ago … $3.46/gallon (~.99 cents/liter).

We pulled into the Americamps KOA in Ashland around 1:00p.  Visions of quickly settling into our site and having a leisurely lunch were dashed when Mui went to disconnect the toad and found the battery dead.  He’d been thinking that the time for getting a new battery was at hand, so now we had proof.  Parking the coach, we asked the campground escort to give the CR-V a jump, and drove 8 miles (13 km) to the nearest Costco to buy a new battery.  Mui made short work of swapping out the old battery right there in the parking lot, thus eliminating the need to return to Costco in order to drop off the old battery for proper disposal.  (Costco charges a refundable $9 when you buy a new battery; if you return the old one to them for disposal, you get the money back on the spot … a good re-cycling incentive).

After cleaning off the battery terminal clamps …

… Mui removes the old battery.
sorry, no photos of the rest of the job … he installed the new battery
while I was off returning the old one for proper disposal.

With the car purring like a satisfied cat, we left Costco and headed off to find a restaurant so that we could recharge our own batteries with a bit of sustenance.  Tripps Restaurant turned out to be an OK choice; we wouldn’t go back a second time.  To treat ourselves, we then detoured to the nearby Coldstone Creamery before returning to the campground.

The Americamps KOA in Ashland is another one of those “only game in town” campgrounds.  We’re in Ashland to have solar panels installed, headerso we are paying the $45/night rate for the convenience of being within a few miles of the RV service center where we have an appointment for 8:00a tomorrow.  (We had a 10% discount for a four-night KOA stay, which essentially covered the taxes.)  We would have overnighted in the parking lot of the service shop, but with the storm that was brewing, we felt it would be smarter to stay in a campground.  Besides, we need a place to leave the Phaeton for a day when we drive up to our storage unit in Winchester.

The campground is a decent one.  The front section has concrete pads and few trees, but it is also close to the freeway.  We’re in site “lucky” 13 in row E (switched from site E-9).  It’s a long gravel site that is fairly level.  The trees block the satellite signal, but there is free cable; sufficient for our needs for a short stay.  Besides, there’s less freeway noise back here.  The sites are generally close together, although we seem to have lucked out with a reasonable amount of space on either side.  The free wi-fi not only works, but is quite fast as well.  We’d return to stay here should we someday come back to explore the immediate area.

E-13 is a fairly level long site …
there’s plenty of room behind the coach for the toad (not pictured).

Well, the rain has stopped; and I’ve come to the end of my post.  Time to wrap this up and go finish my leftover ice cream from Coldstone Creamery ;-)

Short Stay at Lake Greenwood

Saturday, 8 June
Lake Greenwood Motorcoach Resort — Cross Hill, South Carolina
TEMPS: LO 68F / HI 85F (20C / 29C)

Plans for camping at Lake Strom Thurmond didn’t work out due to an ant-infested campsite.  But those plans gone awry led us to another lake … in another state.  So, instead of spending an additional two weeks in Georgia, we are now on the shores of Lake Greenwood in South Carolina.  But not for long.

What with the heavy rains, and the heat and humidity, we haven’t been out to explore the area.  Regardless, I wanted to get a post up before we take off tomorrow.  Once you see the photos, I think you’ll understand why we’ve made plans to return here despite the expected hot July weather.  (Those following Karen and Al’s blog have already gotten a sneak preview of the place.)

After leaving the Wal-Mart parking lot in Grovetown Tuesday morning, we drove 80 miles to arrive at the Lake Greenwood Motorcoach Resort (LGMR) around 11:00a.

Our 420-mile (672 km) route from the Eastbank COE campground in Bainbridge, to the
Pointes West Army Resort in Appling, to the Wal-Mart in Grovetown, to the LGMR in
Cross Hill took us through Georgia and into South Carolina.
[inset map shows our meandering travels thus far.]

Mel (owner/manager) greeted us at the office and took us around the campground, pointing out the two sites he had in mind for us.  As he had explained when we called to check on availability, the last bit of paving work was about to reach this section of the park, so we settled on Site 44 and quickly hustled the Phaeton into place.  (As promised, the paving work was completed by 5:00p.)

Site 44 is an end-site at the top section of the resort.

The view from our living room.
And yes … the grass is that green.

This ownership resort reminds me of a classy, well-maintained urban sub-division.  It is quite different from the campgrounds we have favored thus far in our travels.  We first heard about LGMR several years ago when its name was Cane Creek RV Resort & Marina.  Back then they were offering free stays to promote the property.  Unfortunately, we were still worker bees and a trip this far south was not in the cards at the time.

Fast forward several years, and now there are no free stays (at least not at the moment), but if you have a spare $49,900 to $89,900 in your pocket, you can purchase a lot and take advantage of the promotions offered to buyers.  We will have to pass on a purchase.  At $49-$59/night, renting a spot is plenty spendy for us.  Besides, it is too early in our gypsy lifestyle for us to tie ourselves down to a specific place.

Looking towards the back of the resort from one of the centrally located sites.
If you look real hard, you can see the Phaeton back in site 44.

At the time we checked in, Mel indicated that he could move us to a lakefront site once the new pavement set.  Since we were here for just five nights, at first we weren’t going to take him up on the offer.  But then, we looked at the weather — rain, heavy rain, and more rain on the radar.  Then we looked at the lakefront sites.  Then we called Mel to see if he could get us into one of several sites that tickled our fancy.  After all, if we were going to be stuck at home because of the rain, we might as well have a view to go with it.  So, Thursday morning we moved from site 44 to site 32.

From site 44 (red arrow) to site 32 (blue circle).
[scanned from the map we received at check-in; sites in white are already sold.]

Site 32 is a bear to maneuver into, but once you get in it’s worth the effort.

Glimpse of site 32 and the landscaping from the deck of site 33.  Site 31 is quite close,
but sits on a terrace, and our awning on that side of the coach blocks it entirely.

We managed to make the move between rain showers.  By the time we were settled into our new site, we were hot and sticky.  Although the day was overcast, the expected monsoon looked like it was going to hold off, so we quickly donned our swimsuits and headed to the pool to cool off.

Hot tub and swimming pool with a view of Lake Greenwood.

We spent the rest of the day taking another look at our plans for the summer.  Something that became apparent while we were at Eastbank was that for summer camping in hot and humid places, an FHU site is essential for stays longer than a few days unless we’re willing to make a trip to the sewer dump every couple of days.   You get my drift, I’m sure, so enough said on that topic.

Anyway, with our new-found desire for FHU sites for the summer, we cancelled our plans to stay at the 30A W/E campground at Short Stay (Joint Base Charleston).  With a big gap now in our plans, we then decided to return here to LGMR for a month in mid-July.  Yes, I did say this place is spendy, but the monthly rate isn’t too much more than our monthly budget for camping fees.  We’ve been doing really great in that respect, averaging just about $600/month, soooo … time to splurge.

Looking towards Lake Greenwood from one of the centrally located sites near the pool house.

Though it rained on and off Thursday afternoon, Mui set up his Safari Chef propane grill for some “shrimp on the barbie.”  He’s been grilling using the charcoal grills at the various sites we’ve been in since getting on the road, so this was his first time using it.  He’s very pleased with it.  It comes with a lid that doubles up as a saucepan/wok, and has both ribbed and flat griddle plates, as well as a camp-stove adapter.  A nice little kitchen to use outdoors.

The awning provides protection for the Safari Chef … just in case it rains.

TS Andrea’s rain bands reached us Thursday evening; we were spared the winds.  It rained through the night and until terro11:30a on Friday.  Once the rain stopped, we went for a short walk and returned to find sugar ants in the Phaeton.  What?  Where did they come from?  A quick recon around the coach unearthed the source.  The ants were using a branch of an azalea bush that was touching the slide as a conveyor belt into the coach.  Mui cut off the branch; sprayed the slide gaskets along which the ants were coming and going.  That done, we set out some Terro liquid ant baits near the fridge where the action was concentrated.  Two hours later, not a single ant remained.  We have not seen any since then.  (Click the photo for the FAQs on how the bait works.)

I don’t recall off hand the blog where I first read about this product, but to whoever wrote about the Terro baits … thanks!  Being at home to notice the ants soon after they gained access into the coach, and having the baits on hand, saved us from what could have become a real infestation.  Just goes to show you can’t run away from ants forever … sooner or later, they get you.

Mid afternoon on Friday, the overcast skies started to part and we got some sunshine and blue skies.  What a treat — even if it was too steamy to sit outside.

Our view from the deck of Site 32; similar view from the passenger side sofa in the Phaeton.

Today dawned overcast and comfortably cool with the breeze coming off the water — so much so that a light fleece jacket was necessary for a little while.  We took advantage of the break in weather to sit on the deck to enjoy a light breakfast and read for a bit.  All too soon, it was time to get to work.  Having been on the road six months now, today’s project was to go through the basement, as well as the cabinets in the coach, to purge what we no longer feel is essential to us on the road.  Some of it will go into storage when we drive up to Winchester, Virginia with the toad.  Some of it will be trashed or donated.

Once the sun came out, it was too hot to work outside.  But by then, we had moved indoors to tackle the closet and the cabinets.  By mid-afternoon, we were ready for a break, so we headed over to the pool for a dip.  If not for the mess we’d made inside the Phaeton needing to be cleaned up, we would have stayed to enjoy ourselves for the rest of the afternoon.  Oh well; we will put the pool and hot tub to good use when we return in July.

I did carve out a few minutes from work this morning to walk up to Karen and Al’s site up the hill from us.  They were busy setting up their kayaks in hopes of getting them in the water this afternoon, and I had chores to return to, so our visit was short.  Here’s hoping we meet up again someday for a longer visit.

We also met Karen and Al’s neighbors here at LGMR.  Peggy and Jay own the site adjacent to the one they are renting.  Peggy invited us to go out on their pontoon boat this afternoon, but our clean-up project got in the way.  Hope they will give us a raincheck.

A colorful sunset wraps up our last evening at Lake Greenwood.

We take off tomorrow morning for our trip up to the Richmond, Virginia area.  We’ll be doing the trip in two segments, but not sure exactly where we will stop tomorrow night … the beauty of being flexible.  Love it.

Adopted

Wednesday, 5 June
Lake Greenwood Motorcoach Resort — Cross Hill, South Carolina

I promise I am going to write a bit about the great resort/campground at which we landed yesterday, but I am hoping the sun will come out first so I can take pictures.

In the meantime, we were adopted this morning … if only for a brief time!

This nice doggy showed up at our site today and made herself at home.

She was very playful, asking for a belly rub as soon as I stepped out.  I obliged her.  Turns out she belongs to a neighboring house and visits frequently because campers feed her.

Camera shy
she playfully laid down for a belly rub, but turned her head away every time she saw the camera.

She stayed until she saw another coach pull in several sites over. 

No wonder she prefers the newcomers … they have a dog that she can play with!

First Campground Bust

Tuesday, 4 June
ON SC-121 EN route to Cross Hill, SC

Sometimes plans work out; sometimes they don’t.  Our plan to spend two weeks at Fort Gordon’s Pointes West Army Resort falls into the second category.

Our initial thought was to break the 322-mile (515 km) drive from the Eastbank COE campground to our new home near Appling, Georgia into two segments.  After further consideration, however, we decided to push on and do the drive in one shot.

The drive was an easy one, and we arrived at Pointes West around 4:30p.  We checked in, got a list of the available sites, and settled on 4K — a rustic FHU overlooking Lake Strom Thurmond.

Things went downhill from there.  The site turned out to be infested — and I mean teeming — with ants.  Not sure if they were Argentine ants or not, but whatever they were, there were a lot of them.  The campers in the neighboring site reported that the ants were getting into their trailer as well as their truck.  Mui attempted some ant control by spraying the area and laying down a bait perimeter, but there were just too many of them in too big an area.  So we got the camping fee refunded and left … the tag for 4K our only reminder of plans gone awry.

Mui refused to even consider the state and county parks nearby on the assumption that they probably had ants as well.  Plus, we wanted an FHU site.  By then it was 6:30p, so we drove 20 miles (32 km) to Grovetown, Georgia for our very first overnight at Wally World.  (For those not in the know, that would be the Wal-Mart parking lot … in our case, the Gateway Supercenter.)  After getting permission from the manager for our overnight stay, we shopped for some produce, had a bite to eat at the on-site Subway, and returned home to crank up the genny and make ourselves comfortable.  With the manager’s blessing, we put out one of the bedroom slides for ease of maneuvering around the bed, but otherwise limited our footprint two our ten tires on the pavement.

Thanks for the hospitality, Wal-Mart.

We spent the evening re-grouping.  Hours of searching for campgrounds did little to yield an FHU site that tickled our fancy.  Although we went to bed without a place to stay for the next two weeks, we had the beginnings of a plan that hinged on moving up our solar panel install.

With the toad still hooked up, got to make sure we don’t drive off in the morning
without making sure it is road-ready.

After a decent night’s rest — once my brain finally stopped churning with ideas hither and thither — we wandered over to thank the Wal-Mart manager for his hospitality, picked up a pest-control sprayer with a bit more oomph to aid in future ant control efforts, and got on the road at 7:30a.  A short drive of 12 miles (19km), took us to the South Carolina Welcome Center.  Time to make some phone calls.  We left 15 minutes later with our new plans gelled.

And that’s how we happen to be heading to Greenwood Lake near Cross Hill, SC.  The bonus of our new plans — a roadside produce market that yielded several pounds of delicious peaches :-)

A great looking roadside produce stand invites us to …

… stop and pick up some yummy peaches.

We’re getting close to our destination … time to put on my navigator nag-givator hat … I’ll explain the term another time ;-)  Or maybe I don’t have to :-D

I’ll have more about where we landed in the next post.