On to Black River, NY

The big adventure of the morning was getting gas. That doesn’t sound like much of an adventure, but when you’re driving a 35 foot RV with a small SUV behind, it gets tricky. Getting gas requires planning, split-second decision making and luck. Mostly luck. We’re old hands now (after a whole week of RV livin’) and were smart enough to NOT hook up the car when we left the campground. David drove the RV while I followed in the CR-V. We’d scoped out gas stations during our forays into town, and knew enough to skip the closer, lower-priced station in favor of the one with a larger turning radius. It cost us about a dollar more for the tank, but was worth it in lower stress levels.

After connecting up the CR-V in the gas station parking lot, we headed out, and with only one road-side stop to turn on the LP gas (so our fridge stayed cold,) we were off to Black River, NY, home of the Huni Homestead. Now we’re parked “in the ditch” (for us non-natives, that means “between the road and the sidewalk where there used to be a ditch”) in front of David’s parent’s house. We’ll be here about a week, and hopefully we won’t forget how to do all this RV stuff before we’re on the road again.