JUST DRIFTING ALONG II—

To add to the ambiance last night I lit a little oil lantern and sat it on the shelf above the stereo while I concocted another beverage. Before the ice rattled in my glass the *%##&&* smoke alarm went off.

Yup! There it is right above the lantern. While it was deciding to behave I went out and sat at the picnic table, and promptly met a nice fellow who is a permanent camper at Austin Lake.

We swapped tales for a while, then, as he was leaving, we decided on introductions. Terry shook hands with Terry; his last name was Mitchell and he was retired out of the steel works up river in Weirton, W. VA. I hope I run into him again some day.

Today the bus is parked about 80 miles downriver, just outside Marietta, at a spiffy campground called The Landings. My spot is one of those “with a river view”. No complaints, it’s exactly where I hoped to be and I had no reservations—didn’t even know it was here until I saw the entrance.

I inquired about Internet service but no such luck. But, before I had the rig assembled on the lot, the nice lady from the office came by with the directions to the Marietta library, their hours, their phone number and news they have Wi-Fi service I can use. I may spend a second night here.

Egad, just as I was about to leave for the library I made a wireless connection right here where I am sitting. So, regarding that as another good omen I am going to post this to the blog and spend the rest of the day—and probably tomorrow—visiting Marietta.

Sorta like making hay while the sun shines.