Monday would be my last evening at the KOA. The park will be filling up with military vehicle collectors and I have to move down the road as I wait on the part for my van. I’m trading in the amenities and the weeping willows for a concrete slab. At the same price — a depressing thought.
Despite wine country being a huge money pit for me (between this week and the week going back to Reno, it’s been pretty devastating), I wish I would have made more of an attempt to really take advantage of this campground. I could have spent a lot more time riding my scooter around the park (I repaired it again with fix-a-flat) and enjoying more dusks at the marina, for instance.
I should be fair to myself — I have been extremely busy. Sunday was half a day with Mark working on the moisture short-circuit situation. (More on that another post). Yesterday was half a day in Lodi getting the old leaf spring kit removed so I can hitch up the trailer and move 5 miles down the road today. It’s truly been like that since I’ve arrived. Maybe I did the best I could…
Here are some of the early arrivals for this week’s festivities. I’d like to tell you what some of these vehicles are, but the one time I attempted conversation, this fellow tried to hard-sell me a few items. Army vehicles. To a guy in blue Nike shorts on a little red Chinese scooter. After that, I just kept my mouth shut and snapped photos.
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