“That’s the dead zone”

500 miles
16.4mpg (~70 mph all day)
South of the Border (SC) campground ($24.53)

Back on the road for the next two weeks. Key West and Ft.Lauderdale. Working vacation playing with the South Florida Symphony.

Back to our favorite first-stop campspot.


Empty amusement park on a cold night. Bumper cars, then mini-golf accompanied by the sounds of I-95 and freight trains.

At the 12th hole, a toothless carny walks towards us, points, and says (in his best “Deliverance” accent), “That’s the dead zone.” If you don’t see a new blog post tomorrow, we have probably been killed in our sleep. Please call the police.


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