Left
Virginia at the crack of dawn and made it to Fern Lake exactly nine hours
later. Still snow on the peaks of the
Green Mountains, but all the ice is gone off the lake. Weather steadily improved (from rain showers
to clear skies) the further north I got.
A good omen? NOT!!!! Dolores refused to start when I got to that
point in the reanimation process. Called
AAA. Seems we don’t have RV coverage on
our “policy”… So called my good friends
(since I spend so much money there) at Junction Auto, who agreed to send a swat
team down to Fern Lake first thing in the morning. Since I cleverly moved Dolores over next to
the shed so that the dead branch which overhangs her windshield could refuse to
fall off once again this winter, I can’t plug into power until she’s moved back
to her regular parking spot. Thus dark
(7:45 pm) = bedtime. Just a few mouse droppings in the usual spots, almost a
nonevent.