Eastbank

April 5, 2026

Summerfield, Fl

Happy Easter to everyone!

Today is a travel day for the Golden Triangle Campers who are still healthy enough plus have a schedule that will allow them to be on the road. Two campgrounds left on the caravan map and then everyone will meet up in Ocala for the April monthly campout. 

As the Gunter Hill group pulled out this morning, they set their GPS to guide them to Eastbank Campground in Bainbridge, Georgia.

  A trip of approximately 170 miles crossing back into Eastern Time.  With the time zone line being so close to the campground, watches tend to flip back and forth between Central and Eastern time. The time zone line runs through the middle of the lake.

With the wet roads, it wasn't an ideal travel day. 

And with the fuel prices still on the rise, it was a trip that dug a little deeper in everyone's wallet.

Bob and Reba joined back up with the threesome.  After all, this is a drop-in, drop-out caravan. 

Nice sites right on the water once again.

Oh Momma, look where they deciced to have dinner.

You could have enjoyed your favorite Sonny's bbq beans if you hadn't had to drop out and see a specialist for that nasty wound.  I'm certain they would have made room for you and Dad at the table.

But then you ate well today with your family, enjoying ham dinner that your daughter-in-law cooked.

It was a great day for enjoying a meal with family on their back porch.

I'm Chloe

Gunter Hill

 April 2-4, 2026

Summerfield, Fl

Momma, you know I can't help myself. I hear that solo sprinkler doing it's ch-ch-ch as it waters in the overseeding Dad spread to fill in the sparce spots in the lawn and I just loose my mind. 

I know Dad said to keep me inside, but that had been a while ago.  You may have forgotten to use caution when you opened the door to the garage but I was focused and ready.  I know I nearly knocked you over I was so intense on getting out there to play in the water.  And I know you are disappointed that I ignored your call to come back, but sometimes a gal has to do what she has to do.  And now I'm in the doghouse.  I am well aware that you don't want me dripping on the computer.  You may think taking away my computer time is punishing me but if you really think about it, you are really punishing my blog readers.

So now I have some catching up to do in my tale.  Last Thursday, some of the group caravaned on....and now there are three rigs.  Bob and Reba won't depart until Sunday.  They will spend a few more days watching the barge traffic on the water at Foscue Creek Campground.

Gunter Hill in Montgomery, Alabama is the next 3 night destination for the travelers.

It was an average, run of the mill drive with no memorable incidents.

Everyone settled into their sites

And the evening brought out the Fast Track board game and the firewood.  

Pam and Louse were taking a walk about when they came upon some friendly folks

Talk about the power of suggestion.  Louise did a quick inventory and decided she had everything needed for a Low Country Boil dinner.  With rain in the forecast, it was an early mid-afternoon meal

A finger lickin' meal topped off with lemon cake and ice cream followed by four games of Fast Track.  With the winning games split two and two, I see a tie breaker in the future.

And everything was wrapped up before the rain began to fall.

With no rain here, I see more trouble in my future when Dad turns that sprinkler back on again!

I'm Chloe

 

Wednesday's recap

April 1, 2026

Summerfield, Fl

Dad invited me to his workbench this morning.  I was wondering what project he had going where he needed my help....and then it all became clear.  I was the project...or rather my nails were.  But that's okay.  I lay still while he grinds away on my nails and trims my shaggy feet with the hair scissors because I know what is coming next.  You have to try out the finished project which means I get to run, leap, and catch my frisbee.  Yep, it was a great morning.

The afternoon project wasn't near as much fun for me.  Dad was using the utility trailer that had just received a face lift and was loading it up with all the freeze damaged, cold abused trimmings from the garden beds.

It was hard working in the sun so I found some nice shade

under the trailer.  I knew once Dad got focused on his task, there would be no more frisbee tosses so I rang my doggy door bell so Momma knew I wanted to come back inside.  It was time to catch a few zzz's so I would be ready to romp when Dad was finished.

The four caravaning rigs were spending their last day together at Foscue Creek Campground.  Bob and Reba were very familiar with the area so they suggested lunch at 

I guess the restaurant's name was fitting as everything was simply delicious, including dessert.

There were simply delicious cakes available to take home as well.

The barges kept providing entertainment 

as everyone sat around the evening campfire

waiting to enjoy the colorful sunset.

We didn't have barges for entertainment.  We had a shuttle launch instead,

until the clouds interfered with the view

I'm Chloe

Tuesday's update

 March 31. 2026

Summerfield, Florida

Today turned out to be wash day...and I'm not referring to laundry.  Pam decided to get the road grime off her rig.

  I guess the idea appealed to her neighbor as Jim had his rig sparkling as well in no time. 

I'm not sure if Rick got the wash idea from his neighbors or if his morning visitor whispered the wash idea in his ear.

Good morning 'dash ducks'

With the cleaning completed, the group decided to visit the spillway.

Even my friend Izzy got to go along today

A gorgeous, scenic area close to the campground

Quite a bit of barge activity today both at night as well as during the day.

Did you gals see that one just pass by?

Shhhh  I'm hiding out.....

from that big bird

What do you mean he won't hurt me?  Oh, he likes his meals dead.  But what about this guy?

or this one?

Ahh, so they are made from wood, carved by a previous camp worker.

And another day draws to a close surrounded by Mother Nature's finest

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Meanwhile, Steve had the same washing thoughts today while camped at Southern Springs in Ocala, Florida as he got out his rig cleaning tools to produce a sparkle to his rig and jeep while Carol attended a dance workshop held in Ocala.  I think her smile says she really enjoyed herself as she posed with Irish choreographer Gary O'Reilly.

Steve and Carol will travel home on Wednesday.  Kathy and Greg arrived home today.  

Momma had a rough night with discomfort from her wound.  She got lucky when she called the doctor's office for advice on how to survive the following 24 hours until her next appointment the following day.  They had a cancellation and told her to come on in.  It wasn't a fun visit as both the nurse and doctor made her cry out in pain as they tended to her leg, but by the time she left the office, the pain level had greatly reduced and all is as well as can be expected once again.  At the pharmacy, the clerk shared the cost of this latest prescription...$77 for 7 days of tablets.  Dad thought that was a tad painful until the clerk found a coupon reducing the price to $28.  And so it goes on the slow healing journey.  The doctor said there would be many more weekly visits in Momma's future.  If the doctor had said that tomorrow on the first day of the month, Momma would have been hoping that was an April Fool's joke.

After settling back in at home, nurse Dad put on another hat as he also had been bitten by the cleaning bug.  He attacked the inside of the camper shampooing the carpet areas.  Then he looked at me and I thought for sure I could see him deciding if I needed a tubby.  Whew!  I escaped that experience...for today at least.  

I'm Chloe