October 17, 2015. The Wedding Crasher.

October 17, 2015.  The Wedding Crasher.  Let's see, I left you in Dorset, VT, a couple of days ago.  Because of an arctic front moving in from the west, we decided to move south.  We drove from Dorset to Campbell, NY, Thursday.  We spent last night near Morgantown, WV, (home of West Virginia University).  Today, we continued southwest to Huntington, WV.  We are in a KOA campground because we wanted cable TV.  We wanted to watch the ALCS game between Toronto and Kansas City.  As it turns out, we couldn't find the game on TV, but I was able to download an app which enabled us to watch the game over the Internet.  I am pretty proud of myself.  However, my Royals are trailing the Blue Jays 3-0 in the bottom of the 6th inning.  Go Royals! 

Oh, by the way, the temperature tonight is supposed to be 32 degrees here.  The best laid plans of mice and men oft go awry . . . 

There was an outdoor wedding here in the campground this afternoon.  Annie accused me of being a wedding crasher.  After we set up, I went to men's shower room.  Not surprisingly, the men's shower was in the same building as the women's restroom and shower.  It just so happened that the bridesmaids and bride were using the restroom as a staging area for the wedding.  The bride, in white, and the bridesmaids were gathered outside the restroom in the moments before the wedding.  The bridesmaids were in periwinkle chiffon dresses and cowboy boots.    

As I approached the shower room the wedding party scattered like a busted covey of quail.  I have no idea why.  I don't think I looked scary.  Maybe I smelled bad.  It has been a while since I cleaned up.  Anyway, the wedding was quick.  Annie was spying on the ceremony with a pair of binoculars when I returned to Harvey.  She said the whole wedding lasted four minutes, almost like a typical shotgun wedding.  And, I noticed  a strong familial resemblance between the bride and the groom.  Well, this is West Virginia.

We are on a slow-drive to St. Louis where we have an appointment in an RV shop for minor repairs to Harvey.  No road trip would be complete without a stop in a shop.  We may lollygag around Missouri before returning home, don't know yet.  Shoot, I didn't know we would be in West Virginia this trip, either.  Ah, the joys of free-styling.