What a grueling July 22. We went on the west side of the peninsula on
our way to Long Island – motorhome pulling the car. It was curves and hills, hills and curves
with narrow bridges, logging trucks and bicyclists who demanded a third of the
road, punctuated by Road Work (two lane road all the way). Then the road went through numerous small
towns with turns and slow downs. I
thought it would never end - was seven hours.
In one town we had to make a sharp left turn with two lanes
turning. Just as we were completing the
turn – BANG. We thought someone had hit
us but couldn’t stop and no one was waving us down slow down, what could we do
but forge on. When we finally stopped we
couldn’t find any damage thank goodness but we don’t know what the bang was
from. We finally arrived in a tight but
OK park in Long Island. We went for a
car drive to the ocean, quite the tourist area.
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