The Flooding Continues

After I was warned about the possibility of being trapped in the campground, I stocked up on supplies.  I filled up the gas can, and grabbed 8 more gallons of distilled water (LPT: go to the baby food aisle when the shelves are empty).

I actually wasn't worried about being flooded in, other than the fact I couldn't work.  I would be fine for a week or two cut off of the rest of the world.  In fact, there is a part of me looking forward to it.

Water flowing back through storm drains.

Monday after work, I found a piece of paper under a rock on my camper steps.  It  reiterated the possibility of being cut off by flooding.  The river was supposed to crest the next day, but there were no guarantees.  There was also a tropical storm headed up from the gulf threatening rain for the end of the week.  With the ground already saturated, and the water up to the roadway, I decided it was time to go.

Man, this old ford has been great.  I smile every time I start it.

I took Tuesday off of work to move the rig.  Nice thing about working 10 hour days, is that you have the chance of making one of them up if you're rained out or can't work one day.  I took advantage of it this week.

I headed toward a campground where some of my co-workers are staying.  The rent is reasonable, and there's free laundry.  The downside is that here aren't any bathrooms.

I pressure tested my system a few weeks ago.  It held pressure, sort of.  My hypothesis is that it was leaking through an internal check valve.  I had planned on water testing the system as soon as I cleared a path for the fresh water tank drain (drill a hole in the truck bed).  The pressure is on.

I made it through the week by using my extra purchased distilled water to flush the commode, and for taking showers.  I had purchased a "shower head" attachment (go ahead, click that link, and look at the 3rd picture down) that screwed on to a 2 liter bottle last year for boondocking.  It worked-ish.

By weeks end, I just opened a fresh gallon jug, and ran a pot of water through the coffee pot.  I then dumped the hot water back into the jug.  This got the temperature just about right for showering, and I used the remainder of the jug for flushing.  The biggest problem is that there wasn't a lot of ceiling height, and I lost the use of one hand to holding the bottle.  Imagine jamming yourself into your high school locker, and taking a shower one handed.  It was awkward, but it worked enough.  People outside the camper likely heard me squeeking against the shower walls, and saw the camper rocking, and assumed that there were porpoises mating inside or something.

I spent the weekend sorting out my water system.

But, uhh, what if I'm into that kind of thing?

WATER!

Plenty of pressure.  I soaked everything nearby when I opened the faucet.

Look how tidy that is.  The campground is super crowded.  Being small, and only needing a 30A plug makes me pretty flexible. Any port in the storm.

If you look closely, you can see some welding on the bottom step.  The edge closest the telephone pole broke loose while I was packing up.  The owner of the campground happens to have a welding shop, and had me fixed up in about half an hour.  This might come in handy during my stay.

Party at Warren's house.

I know it may seem trivial to some, but I've never used the water in any of the previous three RV's I've owned.  I sold the house in May of last year, meaning that this is the first time I've had running water in a year.  I feel like a king.

The better I get this rig sorted, the more I can get rid of, the less crowded I feel.  Getting the water working, means that I've added even more flexibility to an already very flexible setup.  The more flexible I can be, the easier it is to pick campgrounds.  If I can continue to follow through with my plans, I might not need hook-ups at all in the coming year...

Noah's Park

I decided on Burns Park as my destination in Little Rock.  It's a bit expensive, but it's close to everything and like most state parks, is quiet and mostly serene.  This park has a similar vibe to Lefleur's Bluff, in that it's a small piece of quiet right next to a city.  My stay here is limited to one month, but I figured that it would work well enough till I figured out where I was going.

I haven't had a cigarette for a couple weeks.  I found a vape shop, and I've been going on that.  It might be cheating, but I feel the glycerin based products are much more benign than smoking.  I can breath much better now, and have been taking the bike out on occasion.  It helps that it's about 15% of the price too.  The only problem is that you have to make ritual of charging your mod, and refilling it daily.

It's also much more convenient on the job.  As it turns out, people generally frown upon you smoking while you're looking for gas leaks.  I can hop in the truck, and take a hit or two, then I'm on my way.  Even better, is that my truck no longer stinks of cigarettes. 

Now that I'm settling in to the truck camper, it's becoming ever more apparent that I need to make it more of a home.  When I packed up to leave, I took more than I needed.  Space is tight in a truck camper.  Having 5% too much stuff, feels like having 100% too much stuff.  There simply isn't the room to leave things laying around.

This has lead me to start throwing things away.  This part is still a bit painful to me.  There has been a lot of stuff that is brand new and unused, that get tossed in the bin.  There's also a ton of little things that make a massive improvement.  One such thing is cleaning up my counter space.

I use my sammich griddle for a large percentage of my cooking.  Unfortunately, there's almost no room on my counter for it.  The griddle would sit on the burners of the stove when in use, and would be put awkwardly in the sink when it wasn't.  I decided to spend part of a day sorting this very thing out.  It's not an issue that would come up in a sticks and bricks, but in a truck camper, every inch counts.

A place for everything, and everything in it's place.

That is 100% more convenient . I still have random stuffs hiding in the basin under the board, but I finally have a workable solution.  I use the griddle for most of my meats, and I still have access to the stove top for searing vegibles and whatnot.  For the record, that's as clean as the stove gets.  I sanded off the paint trying to scour the stains off.  I might repaint it sometime down the road.

As it happens, I tripped across a fitted cutting board at Camping World.  It was $35, but it was the exact dimensions that I needed.  It even came pre-broken for me.  How nice.

Now THIS is how you pick up garbage.  Too bad he didn't grab that Lincoln while he was at it.

My site at Burns was right next to the dumpster.  Normally that would irritate me, but I cleaned a lot of stuff out of the rig.  Whenever the dumpster was empty, the host would have to put a stick down in the dumpster so the trash pandas could get back out (center of pic).

I'm nowhere serious about it, but I'm loosely looking at different RV options.  I'm in a pretty narrow demographic.  I'm looking for a camper in the sub 5,000# range that is built well enough to live in full-time.

Unfortunately, most of the small RV's are small because of the price point.  I anticipated this.  There are a handful, however, that have a sufficiently decent build that might hold up to more than occasional use.  Most start in the low 20s.

Since RV's can be used as a "second home" in certain instances on taxes, it opens up the financing for much longer terms.  I could get in to one with a payment in the mid $200 range.  The problem is that I'll be upside-down on the payment for the entire term.  It's simply not an option

This thing was super nice inside.  The slide had a big ol' reclining couch with cupholders.  Very comfortable, and a decent bathroom.  Maybe down the road.  I'll probably just keep dumping cash into what I already have.

Spotted a BMW Vixen out in the wild.

If you've not been following the news, there's been substantial flooding along the Mississippi and Arkansas rivers.  The Arkansas has been rising quite a bit, and there's rain threatening.  Burns is the high ground, and with the memorial day holiday, everything nearby is booked.  This won't be the first time I've been chased off by flooding

Bike ride stopped short.

I started the day in this field, and it was dry.  This photo was at lunch time, and there had been no rain.  The Arkansas river is right on the other side of those power lines.

 The flooding was starting to affect my work.  I had a few maps that had to be re-prioritized because of rising waters.  Much of Burns park has been closed off, and there;s an influx of people coming to the campground since they're getting run out of flooded parks.

There's a problem with this.  Burns Campground is on higher ground, but the road leading into it is not.  The golf course next to it is flooded, and the rising waters are threatening to cross the road.

It's a potato pic, but the flashing lights came around on Wednesday evening around 10:00pm.  We had some heavy rain, and the road out is in the watershed.  The road was covered with running water for a few hours.   The ground is saturated, and there's nowhere for it to go.  They told us that we didn't have to leave, but we might get flooded in.  I watched 5-6 campers leave in the next hour before falling asleep. 

I woke up at 4:00 to see if I could get out.  They closed the gate to keep people from coming in.  They must've forgot that people need to leave.  Thankfully it was opened by 6:00am.

Shitter's full

On the Road to Arkansas

I'm sorry I don't have the time to narrate.  I'm using sketchy wifi in a laundromat between loads.

I managed to avoid this ant hill all week. I finally stepped in it right before I left. Fire ants are not to be messed with.

Beautiful bridge over the Mussippi

Beautiful roads, and flat. I was getting crazy hot in the truck without air conditioning.   I noticed the shadows of the clouds were keeping pace with the truck, and I wasn't pushing any boost on the diesel. I put my hand out the window, and there was almost no breeze. I'll bet my fuel mileage was fantastic with that tail wind.

I don't remember the name of this lake, but I thought it was the Mississippi. It followed the road for a few miles. I couldn't place the smell for a while, but finally realized it smelled like the ocean.

With all the snow melt up north, all the rivers are up around here.

Arkansas has some of the best welcome centers around.

These tires are amazing at collecting rocks. The ticking starts driving me crazy after a while.

Four hours of hot and dry. I must've drank a half gallon of water on the drive. The skies opened up twenty miles from my destination. It got crazy dark, like moonlight at 4:30 in the afternoon. I got the trucks parked and stood in the rain.

It was the deepest rolling thunder I've ever experienced. It kept crossing back and forth across the sky for minutes at a time. It was visceral. You could feel it in your chest.  I stood in the middle of the road, laughing like a madman.

I saw a line of ants making a highway up my makeshift power cord.  I decided the time was right to replace it with a more critter-proof option.