Okay, probably overselling this post with that title but we had a nice time during our visit in Rock Hill. The other title that didn’t make the cut was “Detoxing in South Carolina,” but for some reason—although somewhat accurate—it didn’t really have that “sizzle.”
I had actually been to Rock Hill before….but it was a long, long time ago. Not to date myself, but it was probably 1989. So, like over 25 years ago. Wow. Probably shouldn’t have done the math on that one and now that I did, explains why I didn’t remember much about it!!
To tell you how lame we were during our time here, we were looking so forward to the convenience of having campfires AT our campground and most nights, we were in our coach by sunset. Lame. At OBX, we had to walk barefoot to the beach (one mile each way) with stacks of firewood, climb down a 30 foot dune and risk life and limb for a fire (see blog post about exploding fire) and yet, no big deal. Here, five feet out the front door, firewood given to us and placed in our fire ring and it just seemed too overwhelming. And, yea, I may have exaggerated a bit on the hike to the beach, it was probably like fifty feet, and the dune was probably 10 foot, but after a couple of cocktails, it seemed much more complicated.
One fire. That’s all we had in us during our time in Rock Hill. Lame.
The group that traveled to Ebenezer Park, dwindled down to eight (seven at times as Tracy had a work trip) for this leg of the trip and we were there for a total of six nights. The campground is a county campground right next to Lake Wylie, which appears to be a popular place for boating. Overall, really liked the campground as it had a little touch of nature, little touch of water and was conveniently located…meaning a trip to the grocery store was no big deal. It was good for catching up on shopping, getting the car washed, dropping stuff off at Goodwill, etc.
Greg had two solar installs while we were here, so he (along with the rest of the guys) kept pretty busy most of the time. The first install was on a brand new Tiffin Phaeton (coach envy) and the second was on a brand new Mobile Suites (5’ver envy!). Our friend Lee continued to do some video shooting of the installs as he’s working on a video for our website. He is very talented and taking his production talents on the road.
One of the installs was for full-timers and the other install was a future full-timer. So awesome to meet new people living or soon to be living the dream! We (i.e. Greg) has four more installs before we get to Texas as he just added one to our stop in New Orleans. We didn't have enough time to explore New Orleans any way, so we'll just make a quick stop to do the install and head on to Texas!
Did seem to manage spending way too much time dealing with the windshield claim and an issue—which luckily turned out to be a minor--with our brakes. The insurance company didn’t like the price that Tom Johnson quoted to replace the windshield, so they were kind enough to find a company in Camden, NJ that would replace it for less. Yes, Camden, NJ. Really? I guess that’s what you get when you ask the claim rep to identify a place that can do it for the price the “book” says it should cost!!
After much frustration, I recalled a recent blog I read about another full timer who had just gone through a windshield replacement and found a lead—Duncan Systems—that ultimately gave me the name of another glass shop in Marion (McDowell Glass & Mirror) that was $500 cheaper. Guess that was the magic number as the claims person approved that one. So…we’re scheduled to get it replaced next week; it will be a tad inconvenient, but we’ll figure out how to make it work. Greg has sealed it up pretty good, however before he did his magic, the air squeezing through the windshield created a sound, oh, something like a tuba. A tuba playing constantly out of tune. Loudly.
Field trips were very limited on this stop and if I leave out the taco truck, we really only had one day of outings which included a breakfast at Anna J’s, followed by a visit to Sportsman Gun Range. This was my first visit to a gun range and ultimately, wasn’t really blown away! Probably poor choice of words, but could take it or leave it. Others seem to enjoy it much more than I did.
Here's Jo looking like a pro.
That one lone bullet hole on the white--mine! The rest, Greg's. At least I made the paper!!
We wrapped up our visit with a trip to GlenCairn Gardens. This garden started as the backyard garden of David & Hazel Bigger in 1928 and is now an 11 acre beautifully landscaped garden located in the heart of the city. It was very peaceful strolling through the gardens as there were just a few people there. Bonus. Another bonus--it was free!!
Thought this was pretty cool. Vernon Grant, one of Rock Hill's most famous residents!! Who knew!
And if not crowded and free weren't enough, another “random” bonus was a shirtless juggler. We thought it was odd when we saw a guy rolling a trashcan through the grass of the garden, settling at the bottom of a slight hill. He took his shirt off, grabbed some juggling balls from his big trashcan and started to juggle. Appears that the trashcan was full of various juggling apparatus. Guess there could have been a whole lot of random things in that trashcan--never would have guessed juggling equipment . Also, just not sure why the shirt had to come off, but at least it was a little entertaining!
So our uneventful week comes to a close and we’re off to Marion, North Carolina for a rally (and windshield repair) for the next week.