HIGHWAY GUYS

Steve and Peter travel the roads of the U.S. in an RV (called The Beast). Steve is retired and disabled (mobility impaired) and Peter is his service dog. They started their adventure on September 11th ,2003. Home base currently is Los Angeles, California. On the road, they live in a 1993, 28 foot, Allegro Bay class A motor home. Their goal is just to enjoy the thrill of travel and exploration for as long as the Beast and their health allow.

Sunday, April 23, 2006

060419 - ARCADIA, LA








4/19/2006
ARCADIA, LA

We’re Leaving Fort Worth and making a run for the border. 3 hours later and we're finally out of Texas.
Our target park is the Isle of Capri Casino and RVP in Bossier, LA. The roads are a bit busy, but there's no construction or congestion so we're moving along at a pretty good pace.
The 18 wheelers like to play hopscotch on busy 2 lane highways, and we are not about to impede their progress. They are working folk, with schedules and deadlines, so we let them jockey for position and try to keep out of their way.

According to our RVP "Bible" this place charged $18 last year. Sounded good to us. Unfortunately, and with no explanation, their current rate was $34. Now I have to admit, Peter and I were really looking forward to a good casino "all u can eat" buffet, but we didn't think we were hungry enough to justify the $34 tab, so we stumbled back to the Beast and aimed it for a RVP about 30 miles down the road. It was just going to be an overnight stop so we had no allusions or expectations. We got there just after the office closed, but that's not a problem at campsites. They usually have a night drop box where you fill out a registration form ... and put it in an envelope with a check, and pick a site.

This was the first time we ran into a park that had ALL 50 amp sites,(we have a 30 amp rig) and we didn't have a "dogbone" adapter to attach to our 30 amp plug. Let that be a lesson to us. We have added adapters to our shopping list. No sense in hanging around, so we pulled out the book and map and 30 miles ahead was our next alternative. The name of the park gave us pause, but when we arrived, we were really surprised. It was a sprawling, grassy meadow, sectioned off into an area with sellers booths, a small crawfish restaurant, a lake, and RV parking. No one was at the entrance, so we rumbled in, found the RV section, with only a handful of rigs in attendance. We picked a site, and to my amazement, it was spot on level.

We keep a bubble level on the dashboard and the counter to make sure we are not leaning too much to one side or the other. The fixtures that use propane need to be pretty close to level or the flame doesn't sit right in its chamber and can malfunction or cause damage.

The bubble is usually close to center, and if it isn't, we have to throw a chuck under a wheel to balance it. The big rigs have pneumatic plungers that come down from the chassis to level themselves. We aren’t that sophisticated.

This time, the bubble was dead center - and considering we are on a grassy site, it is incredible.

By the way, the name of the park is the Bonnie & Clyde Trading center and RVP.

The sign in front said "if office is closed, find a site and someone will come around and collect". We are a little wary, and Peter went thru the closet looking for his Kevlar bulletproof vest. No luck, but the grounds are really woodsy and green, and pleasant, and even my walker wheels don't complain on the level grass.

with daylight savings, it doesn't get dark till way past 8 Pm so there's plenty of time for a last walk for Peter and its also a very beautiful scene as the sun sets so late.

We're tempted to stay another day but we have to be moving along. Our friends in South Carolina have some plans that we will work around but we have to be there a few days earlier.

There's this park in North Carolina that Peter wants to go to - but more about that later.

We haven't had a knock on our door for the rent - so I guess they'll wait till morning.

I hope we don't wake up and find our tires encased in cement boots.

Till next time,

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