Dawson West Virginia

Not much happened since last wrote other than awful hot weather. We left yesterday morning from Front Royal, Virginia and traveled south then west to a small town called Dawson, West Virginia. Left at 9:15 and it was 87 degrees (already) and when we got here it was 76. Last night the temperature got down to 40 - my kind of camping! It had been so hot the past 2 weeks that we had only a sheet on the bed. Last night, 2 blankets and 2 sheets. Cats froze and ended up wedged between us on the bed - snuggled.

We are not far from New River Gourge National Park and near the Gauley River - both of these are by Beckley, WV. For those who white-water raft - these are THE places to come to. We don't plan on doing that, only sightseeing.

Won't even do hiking - I broke my toe two nights ago while cleaning up inside the camper. Pretty ugly and really sore. Here's a view this morning looking out the window towards the meadow where we are camping. The old barn had an owl singing to us for quite awhile last night. The manager (that's his RV in this picture) said that deer often come up from the meadow behind them and you can see them right next to your RV. There is a walking path beyond this but he said to make sure you take a walking stick and thump the ground as you walk - 'there are copperhead snakes here and this will scare them to move on.' I don't think so!