Last night, we arrived later than anticipated and earlier than many others by a few days to enjoy the ambiance of the energy gathering for one of the largest powwow in Ohio. This morning fog greeted us in the foothills. A beautiful morning. Crows caw and birds chirped and chattered during our early morning.
Yesterday we took a jaunt into town for necessities. The Mohican Country Market had all we needed for our food. A couple doors down was a Family Dollar where we purchased bug spray, paper towels, and ammonia for my bug bits. A little dab will do and sting like the dickens, and the bite stops itching.
A gentleman in the campsite next to ours suggested I stop ‘up on the hill’ and have them check the propane. I did. Evidently, the propane tank should never be actually full. It should be 80 % at the most. Since the propane man filled it totally it blew my regulator. ‘Up on the hill’ RV didn’t have a regulator to replace it with. When Buffy goes in for her visit with the RV doctor, I’m sure it will be addressed.