Day 2 – I 95

Well this morning we woke up at the winery and were greeted by Milt and Sandy.  Hospitable, welcoming and a wonderful way to start the day, touring the log cabin they live in, looking at vineyards and imagining what they will look like in the spring.   We bought some wine, of course, and were on our way to Charleston.  We got a late start but barreled toward Raleigh/Durham and back on I 95,  An uneventful journey (AKA boring), which is OK for today.  Just after I took the wheel, the lanes narrowed to about 3/4 the original width and, well, we will just say that not all the orange and white cones are still standing!  Paul took over for a while and we found a nice stretch of 95 so I took over and, yes, about a minute later the lanes narrowed again!  At least I had the shoulder and rumble strips to ride on this time.  While I am talking about I 95, can I just tell you that South Carolina is the worst stretch of the road?  It is kind of like riding a horse that is trotting… a little too fast, and you are bouncing up and down at an uncomfortable pace.  Any faster and I would have thought things would start falling off the RV.  Tell the grandkids it made me think of the song “people on the bus go up and down, up and down, up and down, up and down” for about a hundred miles.   After Charleston traffic, we got to the campsite by 7pm and had dinner in the oven shortly afterwards.  Looking forward to some touring tomorrow in Charleston and/or Savannah.  Good night all!