Off to the Northland
After Indianapolis we were up early on the 28th to make our appointment at Bradd and Hall in Elkhart. Again cool and rainy and part of that trip was on Indiana 19 a very small and interesting local farm road.
Yes this was the road to and through the town of Chili ... and the name perfectly matched the weather; about 45 and still rain on and off. Below is the road which didn't offer much of a shoulder and is about exactly two motorhomes or semis wide ... hold your breath.
Being a good crew we ended up at the Bradd and Hall repair facility exactly on time after about 150 miles, unhooked the Flying Scotsman from the car, parked the RV in their garage and roamed their showroom while Charles Casey and crew did their magic. If there is anything you need done to your machine from the smallest repair job to a complete nose to tail reno this is the place. These folks will give you the most honest answer and bend over backward to fit you into their busy schedule ... can't say enough.
In the bay next to ours a similar RV on the right was getting just that; they had removed every bit of original furnishings and were installing a whole new custom interior. We had been doing the same thing over several years but these folks were doing it all at once ... smart.
Once the front shade was fixed and reinstalled in less than an hour, we decided to press on for Monroe Michigan about 147 more miles still on Wednesday ... long day!
The Harbortown park is a nice facility wit long, however narrow, concrete pads and is open all year, an important consideration this early in the travel year.
On Thursday morning we were off at 9am and hit a Pilot truckstop for some $3.35 fuel; .90 a gallon more than when we left Texas. Then off to the Ambassador Bridge in Detroit along some of the worst pieces of road so far. The border crossing was super fast with us being the only ones at the Nexus both.
The total run from Monroe to our destination in Milton Ontario was 237 miles with a nice stop at one of the Onroute service plazas. Usually we get out and hit a Tim Horton's but it was so cold we just put the generator on and had soup at home.
Below one of the warning signs on the 401 heading east ... watch that inaptitude, eh.
And some remnants of the last snowfall ... hopefully not an indication of our future while here in March.
And as we were near Woodstock a fairly slow going and stopping traffic jam.
Let's see ... stranded on the freeway ... OK we have 4 bottles of wine, full tank of diesel for the generator for the stove and the furnace, full tank of water for toilet and shower, food in the fridge ... yup good for at least a week! Love that independent ability for sure. The wine was the important part.
