Back for the Winter

We headed back to Florida on October 8 and since we had both cat's (Polly's and Mine) with us we decided to go the direct route and not stop at any relatives on the way. We loaded the truck up and put Kayla in her cage in the back of the truck cap and Molly in the back seat. Kayla doesn't like the cage and after she is forced into it she starts this mournful crying. Soon as the truck gets about 50 you can't her it but stopping to see how she is just starts her off again.

We started at 4:30 in the morning to make sure we got through New York City before any Saturday rush hour started. In 20 minutes we came to a complete stop -not even to the Saybrook Bridge - some trailer truck was on fire and they closed down 95 for a half hour. No delays in any of the big cities but out in the middle of nowhere, like between Washinton, DC and Richmond, Va, the traffic builds up and than goes to a crawl. No reason why just another half hour delay to add on.


So 14 hours later we are into South Carolina some 800 miles from home, it's getting dark and we motel it for the night. The next day was an easy 7 hours to Wimauma and we got here with plenty of daylight to unlock everything. When I rode with Pat and Lowell Brooks in their camper around Yellowstone a few years ago, they had a rule not to travel over 200 miles in a day. After doing this trip, I see the logic in taking a little longer. I was beat. Next time it's back to a three or four day transit or, better yet, take an airplane.

Although Kayla didn't want to go, she sure has adjusted well. She loves the sandy soil and takes a dust bath every day.
Then she disappears into the bush chasing lizzards for the rest of the day but she always turns up in the evening for her treat.