Thursday, February 28, 2013

The Sweaky Wheel gets the Grease.

We were headed north into Georgia on a wooded two-lane road when we heard the screeching.  First we thought it was a train that was running parallel hidden by the trees.  As we continued north Mike figured it was the back wheel bearing.  There were no pulloverspots and with all the rain the last few days  (reason we'd staying in Cedar Keys longer) you couldn't dare leave the pavement.  When we got to Quitman (God does have a sense of humor) Mike unloaded the pickup and went for grease to fix the wheelbearing.  Would you have a clue?  Anyway an hour later we changed direction and went to closest town, Thomasville, GA.

Although not listed in Woodall's RV catalog, found an RV park on line with one review. We pulled in the soggy grass park  and after walking it, Mike practiced his backing skills and we headed to Walmart to boondock with a couple truckers.  If not in Woodalls, be wary.   He was in the mood for Pizza so I called for delivery.  They couldn't deliver to a mobile address for safety reasons, so after checking with Mike, cuz the Hibachi Buffet was in our backyard, I walked the .4 miles Trip Advisor said it was.  I went by 15 restaurants to get there including Dominos, but I'd already called it on.  The mile walk did me good.

The next morning we unloaded the pickup to see this historic downtown and the oldest oak this side of the Mississippi.  It was alive when the constitutions was written.  WOW. Block after block of Victorian homes.  In the 1830 Thomasville in the highlands was where the Northerers came and bought land and built plantation homes because there was no yellow fever.  After the Panama Canal was built and they'd found the reason (mosquitoes) and cure for yellow fever, Thomasville lost its draw but the homes remained and more added.  Even the new subdivisions have that southern appeal.  It's called the city of roses.   I'll bet if you checked, Thomasville has a strong planning board and a community foundation.  What a beautiful city.
Shopcat and Mike check out the biggest oak east of the Mississippi.  Notice the braces holding up the branches.


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