Saturday, August 4, 2012

Anderson, SC Aug 2 - 4 2012

From Bulltown, we had a very scenic route thru the mountains along I-77, I-81, and I-26, especially  in Tennessee and NC, and ended at  Springfield  Campground, another Army Corps of Engineers park in Anderson, SC, on Lake Hartwell. The water level was quite low, but we were told it fluctuates from week to week.  Friday we spent most of the day taking care of some maintenance on the truck.  We enjoyed campfires both nights until thunder storms forced us inside. Saturday, we connected with Bob's brother, Leon, and his wife Amy.  We had a fun afternoon at Jockey Lot flea market and visiting at their home, along with their two dogs, Smoky & Shelby.  Tomorrow we'll start the trip home.
Leon & Amy's home
The brothers looking over model plane designs, a passion both share
Leon & Amy 
Amy and her new found friend, Wayne, a jolly vendor at the market.  Amy bought the porcelain cowgirl doll she's holding from him, making him even jollier.  Glad she didn't want to buy his hat!
Amy and I


Friday, August 3, 2012

Fishing at Burnsville Lake

Tuesday evening, we tried our reels on the banks of the lake, and Wednesday Bob got Rubber Ducky up and running.  We decided there are no fish in Burnsville Lake or maybe they couldn't read the t-shirt I had on (given to me by a good friend, Audrey).  Bob very ingeniously has the wheels rigged to the boat so that we can tow it and pull it into and out of the water without taking them off.  He also devised a sliding platform in the storage section of the travel unit so he can  take out or put away the boat motor easily.  Since we didn't have any luck fishing, we decided to take a ride to see the dam, about 20 miles away.  Tomorrow, we'll leave and head for South Carolina.
 

Bulltown Historic Site - Day Two con't

In the afternoon, we took a walk through the historic site of  Bulltown, where on October 13, 1863, there was a 12 hour skirmish between 800 Rebels who were trying to capture an encampment of 400 Union soliders in order to block Union communications between two valleys.  The Confeder ates finally had to withdraw. Moses Cunningham, who owned the farm where the battle took place, was shot in the leg when he ran from his house to yell "Hurrah for Jeff Davis."  The battle is re-enacted on the grounds in October each year.  Several buildings were on the grounds including a granary, root cellar, springhouse, barn, church, the Cunningham home, and  other cabins from the surrounding area that were bought by the Army Corps of Engineers and moved to the park.  The trail is part of a 10 mile historic turnpike.
Cunningham Home

Day 2 at Bulltown

Tuesday morning we went into Gassaway, to see about getting fishing licenses.  It was about 25 miles away, but there wasn't much else around Bulltown.  We were able to get them at a small TruValue Hardware store in town.  Gassaway is rather old fashioned, but had a nice home town feel, and an establishment that Bob would really like if he lived there.  

Bulltown Campground West Virginia

We arrived at the campground about 4 pm.  Bob had reserved site #24 on Burnsville Lake, but it didn't have a water connection, and we weren't prepared to use tank water from the unit, so we moved to a different site.  It was shown as being a water site, but a berm blocked the view.  However, the space was much larger and very private.  We had to share it only with a jack rabbit and a deer.  Although we couldn't get cell phone or computer connections while at the park, Bob was able to find the Direct satellite signal, so we were able to watch some television.
The space Bob originally chose
The site we moved to so as to have water, but not water view


Mahlon and ride to WVA

Monday we took off for Bulltown, West Virginia, to a campground run by the Army Corps of Engineers.  After getting off I-81 at Hagerstown, MD, there was not much traffic, but lots of scenery along I-68 and I-79.
The campsite at Mahlon Reservation in New Jersey
I couldn't believe we were in Maryland, just outside of Hagerstown
 Gap near Cumberland, MD in I-68