“Newport News Park has sites open,” I told Ron on Tuesday, July 2nd. We didn’t have plans for the fourth. Friends had invited us to their place in Hatteras, but we didn’t have a dog sitter, so we decided to find someplace to camp.
Newport News Park won the vote, and Ron booked us site A19.
Our first time on A-Loop, it only had 30 amp electricity, enough to run the A/C in the upper.90-degree weather, but not much else.
Ron set up, hooking up the Atlas, driving it across the street, and unhooking it. We finally got a coveted spot in the campground storage, which is affordable and has easy access from home. Meanwhile, five miles back home, I watched Wimbledon while crocheting dishcloths for the shop. After the last match, I headed to the park with the bikes.
We rode 6.4 miles, returning to the amper before a summer storm blew through, forcing us inside for the evening. Settling in for the evening, we watched our current favorite show, Miss Scarlet and the Duke, on PBS before calling it a night.
After enjoying quiet time with the Lord the following day, I posted the picture below, captioned with the words in italics.
Outdoor morning in the woods one of my favorite ways to start the day:
Birds singing
Slight breeze rustles the leaves
Temperature just right
Earthy smells
Luscious greenery
Nature nurtures the soul like nothing else can:-)!
After watching the Alcaraz/Tiafoe third-round match, I took an 11.3 mile around the Yorktown Battlefield while Ron worked.
Back at the camper, I shopped for supplies for my crafting business and watched more tennis. Wimbledon remains my favorite tournament, and the time change makes it a daytime sport. If the U.S. turns on ESPN at 6:00 a.m., it goes until 6:00 p.m. most days during the first week of play. As the draws get filled, the window shortens until the final Breakfast at Wimbledon on the second Sunday ends the two weeks.
We enjoyed a hot but lovely evening with our dear friends, the Simpsons and Rocks. Hamburgers and hotdogs filled our bellies, along with Marilou’s fantastic baked beans and Sharyn’s delicious fluff salad.
The wind howled as a thunderstorm passed south of us, making Marilou nervous, but no raindrops fell. After many stories and laughs, the night ended, and we slipped inside for another episode of Miss Scarlet and the Duke.
Saturday started like Friday, with my Bible, journal, and the great outdoors. At 8:00 a.m. I had my appointment with my Nurse Coach, Angie, and we devised a strategy for my next two weeks of healthy living.
“Are you ready to go?” Ron said when I walked inside after my video call.
Within minutes, we mounted electric bikes and headed to Yorktown for Market Days. Held every Saturday from 8:00-12:00, local vendors and artists set up booths and peddle their wares. At 10:00 a.m., the Fife and Drum Core had a scheduled performance honoring our country’s independence. We arrived just in time for the show.
After our ride, I wrote the blog while Ron hooked up a sound bar for the T.V. The a/c blasts louder than the volume, making the television hard to hear.
Because of the forecasted rain, we packed up after lunch and called it a day, heading home for a peaceful evening.