Morning - July 6, 2020 It is quiet and peaceful here this morning. The birds are singing. Most of the guests here are still sleeping or soaking in their morning coffee. If I just look in front of me I see trees and grass. I am fortunate to have an end of the aisle site at the very busy, sardine can lay-out of the Timberline Campground in Goodfield, Illinois. When I entered the campground yesterday around noon I was a bit shocked. This place was buzzing with golf carts and dirt buggies zipping around at high speed sending up dust clouds that hovered over the air. The pool area was packed, groups of people were gathered at campsites. I got here so early because I packed up all I could and hooked up last night for an early departure. I must have left the campground in Vienna, IL around 6:15 a.m. The drive here was uneventful except for a few miles on a flat but wavey pavement very straight country road. I had to drive it at 40 mph. Mostly I was on the interstates.
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