We're baaaaack!

We're back on the road again, that is. And, it feels great!

Our last morning in Kansas City was chilly and breezy. Just to make us feel extra sure that it was time for us to head south, Mother Nature even threw in a snow flurry or two.

With an early morning date yesterday at a Winnie dealer just south of town, we weren't sure exactly about our destination du jour. The good people at Olathe Ford RV Center went to work on a wee leak we discovered during a November deluge. They quickly diagnosed the problem and phoned Forest City to see if Winnebago would cover the repair under warranty. Having just passed the first anniversary of our delivery date, we were hopeful, but not certain, that it would be covered. But, Winnebago did the right thing and took care of the charges. Knowing that we were eager to hit the road, the repair dudes quickly worked their magic. After a propane fill and promising to leave our curing slide in for the next 24 hours, we were on the road by 11:00 a.m.

Getting away before noon was definitely our "best case" scenario for the day. We were thrilled to point the moose south on I-35 and enjoy the very familiar view. The scenic Flint Hills were especially windy, but we wrestled our way safely to Wellington and made our second annual stop at the KOA just off the turnpike.

As the sun set on the southern Kansas plains, we kicked back and relaxed in our not completely expanded home. Even with one slide retracted, we were all smiles -- very happy to be back to our "real life". We really missed it!

With a mere 125 miles to cover today, we slept in and enjoyed a leisurely morning. With the outside temps in the teens, we took our time getting ready and waited for things to warm up a bit. For the second day in a row, we hit the road around 11 a.m. But, today the breeze across the plains was much more manageable, which made for a very pleasant drive. Before long we arrived in our park in the northeast corner of Oklahoma City.

We've driven through OKC several times. But, we've never stopped, until today. We'll call this "cowboy town" home for the next two nights. There's a national cowboy museum close by, and we want to pay our respects at the national memorial and museum. I've already made a run to the largest quilt shop in the state to pick up the Oklahoma fabrics that will go into my fulltiming quilt project. I haven't kept track, but I'm closing on my 30th quilt shop stop. (Yes, I've developed quite a stash!)

Tonight we're happy to have both slides extended and be relaxing comfortably some 350 miles south of (and several degrees warmer than) our native hometown. It feels so good to be back on the road again.