On our way

Well, we're finally headed to Springer. Of course life always likes to hammer your dreams with nails of reality. My dad, Big Papa, and Amy's father, Allan Hale, both ended up inthe hospital the day before we were to leave. Papa with a stubborn infection on his leg and Allan with a mild heart attack requiring surgery.

 

Amy's father did well with his surgery and I'm thankful that my sister, Jean, is there to take care of Big Papa with the help of the rest of the clan. 

 

We left home at 9:30 a.m. and drove 12 hours to Roanoke, Va. The rental car we got started acting weird. The brakes whistle like someone's blowing into a bottle and the car's hesitating on every hill. I hope it makes the last six hours to Gainesville, Ga.

 

We're not sure if we'll start tomorrow, Sunday or Monday. We're watching the weather hoping to have a dry start. Right now Sunday looks best.

I'm beat from the drive. Time for a couple Long Trails and bed.

 

Goodnight All!