Our new home for a couple of days is Poor Farmer’s RV Sales, Service, & Campground. The The campground is open all year and features 500 sites with w/e, pull-thrus with 30 and 50 amp service, wifi hotspots, showers/restrooms, large playground, 2 large, covered picnic shelters, a pond, wildlife/nature area and 2 miles of Lost Creek to explore. (That’s the creek that runs by our kid’s house where we took the grand kids wading. See Not Enough Hours blog).
The campground is located close to the Piqua Historical Area, Johnston Farm, Kiser Lake, Ohio Caverns, and Wright Patterson Air Force Museum. At $28 a night it is a good deal, especially considering that in this area of Ohio rv parks are non-existent and campgrounds are few and far between.
pull-thrus on left, (that’s us back on the left), back ins on right. Beyond those trees on the right is the creek. Beyond the creek are back in seasonal sites, the pond, and the dump station. All of the sites are on grass.
On Sunday the weather was perfect for bike riding. The roads in this area of Ohio are pretty much flat and straight and not that interesting to ride. What makes the riding nice around here is the weather, which is warm but not too humid, and the scenery, which is beautiful because of the lush growth of soft grass, tall trees, and hundreds of fields of corn and soybeans. The state’s nickname is Beautiful Ohio, and it is beautiful.
On our way to visit friends, we meandered through the countryside enjoying the cool breeze and light traffic. We rode around an area where Duane’s family lived for several years. They moved here when he was about 4 and moved away when he was about 12.
We stopped at the church and visited relatives buried in the adjacent cemetery.
Duane paying respect to his parents.
From there we rode past the house his dad built. Of the several places his family lived, Duane liked this place best.
Dennis and Duane played in this creek often with the neighbor boys.
After revisiting the home place, we rode a couple of towns over to visit old friends Gene and Donna. Gene and Duane have been friends and fellow plumbers, farriers and blacksmiths for over 50 years. Donna entered the picture a few years after the guys met.
After visiting a while we let the Eagle fly us home by a different route.
One more day, then we move again.
Louise and Duane
1 comment:
Boy you are so right about the limited campgrounds. We always have a difficult time figuring out where to stay on our way back to Ohio in the spring.
What a nice visit to Duane's hometown. The house that was his favorite looks lovely.
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