Camping! (finally)

Powered by the Holy trinity of Motel 6, Waffle House, & Sheetz in Winchestor, we set our early and covered about 300 miles. We saw a lot of pretty leaves changing color on our trip thru West Virginia along the trusty route 50. Always a great ride thru there. 

We had a picnic outside of Subway for lunch in Grafton, WV. Jaron was offered a footlong for 81 cents more, and I said actually that'd be great because I'm getting the same thing (black forest ham icyc). $5 for two sandwiches? Sounds great. Then Jaron asked if they could break his hundred dollar bill. 🤣 (He has had it since his last trip to the casino in Jan, and we need change for self-pay campsites.)

Then we camped at Burr Oaks Cove campground, which was perfect. We almost had the place to ourselves. There was a teeny tiny but of drizzle but it passed pretty quickly. So we still met one of our criteria and put the tent up in the rain, despite it being daylight. 

Jaron scrounged locally for firewood. 

So we had decided that 45 degrees was probably our threshold for camping. Julie's sleeping bag is rated for 35 so that seemed safe. Well, it was colder than expected. Like, really cold. Like, got up to put my midlayer jacket around my bootie and went back to sleep in my puffy jacket cold. 

Breakfast of champions. 

This was a great campground. I read about it in Best Tent Camping Ohio. They have never steered me wrong. 





Jaron's bike, Pedro. 

Julie's bike. I have not settled on a name yet. 

This is an insulated french press mug! 



The ranger came by to say hi and asked about the bikes since he was in the market. After a chillaxed morning, we got on the road about noon.