Barking with the Spuds

Traveling in an RV ... from a cocker spaniel's point of view


Today we are leaving a campground on the north side of Seneca Lake, one of the Finger Lakes in central New York. We've been here for a couple of days after the folks decided that the tolls on the Thruway were cheaper than the 6 hours additional driving to avoid the Thruway. Since it saved us from having to be buckled in on the couch for an additional travel day, we were all for it.

There isn't much to report about the stay. We hung around the coach the first day while the folks went to tour wineries. Apparently they were only slightly impressed and both headed straight for the big bottles of water, aspirin, and antacids when they got back, something about yet another state that can't make good red wine. We did notice a few bottles of Riesling go into the rack, though, so it must not have been all bad.

The second day they left with their polo shirts on, smelling of sunblock, and returned all disheveled, tired, hungry and complaining about drivers. We think that means they went golfing, but it might have been the locals and their cars, who knows.

Our next stop is just an overnight in a state that's round on both ends and "hi" in the middle as we work our way towards Kentucky. I hear it's the BLUEgrass state - awesome!

Blue

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