On the Road Again... to Road America

Thursday's RV Tracking

Thursday, 14 June was our check-out morning for the West Bay Campground at Thompson Lake.  I awoke at 5 AM, feeling guilty about not riding the trike enough or even regularly.  I loafed another hour and got up, fed the dogs just before I left, and saddled up the trike and rode to the Rhinelander Post Office and back before  breakfast.  It was again great to be out and about under my own steam.  There were small rolling hills involved but they were anything but exhausting.  That early in the morning the temperatures were actually a bit chilly as I approached 20 MPH going down the little hills but warm enough that I was never tempted to stop and put on my windbreaker tucked inside the pannier.
Evidently I was again out of radio range since the tracker on the trike didn't record a single position.
The big bad bike tour was only  a little over 6 miles total but it was great to get out and stretch the rubbery legs.  Now if I can just get motivated to make it a habit instead of just occasional outings.

The West Bay park gave us a good discount because of our Passport America membership, but the "Enjoy Our Heated Pool" was always locked, with no one ever in it - including us.  The office hours were limited and often no one was there, so we couldn't ask what the secret was for pool access.
BUT their bathrooms and showers were respectably clean, which is a rarity at campgrounds.
The mosquito population was dense and ferocious.  Lots of water in these climes usually means the skeeters are abundant and prospering... at our expense.
Our son Christopher is a hobby race car driver and he has a race at the Road America speedway this weekend of June 16.  Thus we aimed our GPS southward and drove our homeless home down to the Plymouth WI area.
Speaking of GPS, I just sent a belated nasty-gram to Garmin about the GPS situation.  Our latest "Garmin Upgrade" has changed our favorite GPS into a find-a-horrible-back-road-detour machine.  Instead of taking us on the shortest route, as selected, it regularly leads us off major highways and through the nasty back streets of some small burg.  A couple weeks ago it routed us in a large loop through a small town and took us right back up on the highway it had just detoured us AWAY from.
We'll see how this works out.  Our early  GPS devices were great time and effort savers, and lately (we have several, of course) they seem to lead us astray close to half the time.