Homecoming - Norfolk Bound

Homecoming means coming home to what is in your heart.  

I loved writing that title above but probably not as much as Justin would love it.  We received a phone call from him on Sunday.  He had tried to call several times the day before but no such luck.  When you’re on the other side of the world times are different and pay phones are expensive.  However, Sunday was our lucky day.

Not only did he want to touch base with us but he also wanted to let us know that shipmates are starting to talk about the big event … heading back to the United States and their “homecoming” in Norfolk.   They’ve seen lots of the world since they headed out to sea in February but “Homecoming  is uppermost in their mind.  He wanted to know if we could be there to greet him in Norfolk when his ship pulled in. Would we come to his homecoming?  That was the question.  So .... we’re thinking we may just be Norfolk bound this fall! (Add that to our list of things on our calendar I posted on the last blog.)   Not sure how we’re going to do this though since we won’t have much notice and Duchess needs a keeper.  We will certainly work it out if we can and at least one of his will definitely be there..  That’s just about the most exciting news I can think of right now! 

However, we have to take it one step at a time.  We have several other places we need to be before we head to Norfolk. The first real trip on our agenda is the one Terry will need to make to a wedding in Virginia and that one is coming up real soon.  Then, we have the trip for our family reunion.  The next trip is about 3 weeks later and that's the cousins' reunion in Texas .... then, we'll start thinking about Norfolk or heading south ... depending on timing of either one of those which will come first.  Aargh!

Tammi and Robert fishing on the lake

One of many!

We made a trip back up to our little “cabin” only to discover that the refrigerator may have died. (I thought it best not to take pictures of that.)  I took several garbage bags of food items to the dump.  That’s not a fun thing to do.  The gas on the refrigerator works fine but it’s the electric that isn’t working.  Without knowing that, we shut off the gas before we pulled out. 

Terry did discover that a fuse had blown.  Is that all it is?  We don’t know yet.  We went to four different places yesterday trying to find a new fuse and no one had one.  So, that's just one more thing we have to fix.  We figure an RV place might be the best place to look.

Speed limit in one area was 5mph.  I had no problem keeping it under that.

Monday was also another beautiful day on the lake.  It was one of those days when the water was amazing.  It was peaceful and perfect.  Tammi and Robert grabbed their fishing poles and played the catch and release game with trout.  They caught them and then gave them their life back.

I still want a new lightweight paddle but haven’t found anyone willing to buy one for me!

Finishing off the day at the community putt-putt area.

Ever have a step break on your motorhome?  Well, that was what we had break on Tuesday.  It was the arm underneath the step and the bolt broke right into.  Getting a new one ordered has proven a very difficult task. I guess we're going to have to go straight to Monaco.  The RV places around here don't seem too willing to help.  However, we did find the fuse at the first RV shop we stopped at.  That was a good thing.

 



‘Tis life on the road.