Cross Country Campground

This is not another story about our travels across the United States. We are camped at Cross Country Campground with our WBCCI Club, Carolinas Unit of NC. This campground’s name is apropos for a couple who just crossed the USA twice in their camper. This campground is located near Lake Norman in Denver, NC, and has been a favorite local retreat for us. The rally section of Cross Country sits atop the campground at the far north end. A conference hall in this section serves indoor needs for rally groups. Mature trees abound, rv spaces are large, and a rock campfire ring is in each campsite.

We arrived here Thursday from Ann’s & Jerry’s after a 45 minute drive. Meeting up with our WBCCI Carolinas Unit friends has been wonderful. I scrounged the adjacent woods yesterday for firewood and we enjoyed a fire from dark until after ten p.m. Friday night. Saturday morning the Club cooked grits, sausage, and pancakes before our meeting. Thankfully the Club elected officers so I won’t be President next year. There really was no doubt since the Club does a good job with succession planning every year. We enjoy our WBCCI Club, Carolinas Unit of NC, and all the people. Debbie and I have both served in offices for the Club and will take a break from service next year.

Ann & Jerry Hall participated in the meeting Saturday and we ate lunch with them. Yea! We agreed we’ll caravan together to the Myrtle Beach next month. I told Jerry, we’re not going to let them travel alone any more after what happened last time we tried it. We ended up putting them on a plane from Los Angeles. No more! Ann looks wonderful and seems to be feeling so much better. They’re both very glad to be home and getting back into familiar routines.

Our weather has been superb, our Club cooks have fed us very well. Tonight we feasted on fresh-cooked barbecue, beans, slaw, fruit salad, and peach cobbler. The food was freshly prepared by Scott Caskey, Joe and Janice Caskey’s son. He worked on it Friday night and all day Saturday. His pork barbecue is as good as I’ve enjoyed anywhere, it was just wonderful.

Saturday night, Evanna, daughter of noted magician and performer Celeste Evans, performed for us. We had already watched her teaching a young camper, Matthew Trexler of China Grove, wood turning and finishing of a pen on a small Delta wood lathe. While Matthew’s dad, Stacy, watched proudly Evanna showed a lot of patience with Matthew and skill in wood turning.

Saturday evening we saw another side to Evanna, that of performer. She demonstrated her skill in twirling four illuminated Poi balls in a totally dark room. I somehow was selected as her subject, to stand just in front of her, as she rapidly spun these four balls very very close to my head and face. She insisted I must keep my eyes open so she could reference her distance from me by the reflection from my eyes. I felt my hair moving and I sensed the air from the flying balls moving my eyebrows. She’s a pro! She didn’t hit me at all.

This morning we had coffee, doughnuts, and morning devotions before everyone said their farewells and “See You Down The Roads”. Debbie and I are glad to let everyone pull up their stakes and leave us. We pick up a Charlotte Observer at the campground’s front desk and enjoy a very quiet morning to ourselves before we head to Kannapolis. Debbie’s parents, John and Betty Shaver, will let us park in their driveway with connections to water and electricity.

We’re ready to slow down our activities, settle in one place for a little while and take care of ourselves and our equipment. Kannapolis seems like a perfect place this Fall.

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