This past weekend was exciting. Because the lows have been near freezing every night we needed to unhook the RV and go get propane. Getting out of our nice tree-lined spot was easy but getting back in proved to be a challenge. As JoAnne was walking backward guiding me between the trees she twisted her ankle resulting in a very bad sprain.

As she was a casualty of the operation the neighbors rushed to help me back the Flying Scotsman into its berth, with Jo sitting in a lawn chair.

Once the bus was parked, with several new scratches from the trees, I administered first aid for the wrecked foot.

Because of all of the above we now have moved to a new spot ... with NO TREES, where I can easily back the RV into without problem. And we will need more propane soon.

It's now Friday and with rest and Ace bandages Jo-Anne is much better ... doesn't want injuries now to keep her from hiking through Paris, eh.