It rained hard last night, waking us up several times. It was one of those oh-no nights worrying about preparing the coach for departure in the rain. As usual, the rain stopped by morning and all the worrying accomplished was depriving us of sleep. After a quick breakfast, we hooked up the Jeep and hit the road. Our destination was a campground near the small town of Peru, Indiana.
The drive was long, but the roads were good and traffic was light. Along the way, the weather cleared and the day was beautiful. The farms are big, the land is flat and the corn fields seem endless. And, this was a record bug-hitting-the-windshield day. The number of bug-hits was so high, I swear it slowed down the coach.
The campground was way off the main road. We drove right by the entrance and went a mile out of the way before finding a place to get our 38 foot coach turned around. No problem finding the place on the second pass and soon we were tucked into a shaded campsite. After scrubbing the bugs off the front of the coach, we watched a Buster Keaton movie before going to bed.