Type that into google Maps and Sophia, our travel trailer, is within 50 feet of that spot. Also called Goose Point on Phillpott Lake in southwest Virginia.
A common metaphor used to describe the strange complexity of chaos theory is that of a butterfly beating its wings in Tiananmen Square in Beijing (39°54’26.4″N 116°23’27.9″E) causing a hurricane in the Atlantic Ocean.
It was two months ago that we knew we would be in Greensboro, North Carolina, on August 12. With that deadline our itinerary developed some fixed points: seeing family and friends along the way (Ellensburg, Spokane, Albuquerque.) From there our stopping points were chosen because of time and distance. At least six of those places had markers of great national importance or of tragic events. We had not anticipated these experiences when we sat down to plan our journey. The butterfly is beating its wings far away.
We had stopped for a day in Amarillo, Texas when we discovered that our awning would only roll out about 3 feet before jamming. We tried to schedule repairs in Oklahoma City, Little Rock, Arkansas, and in Memphis, Tennessee. All to no avail. The butterfly is beating its wings.
When we were in the Great Smoky Mountains in Tennessee we located a dealer (Econo RV) that sold our brand of travel trailer. He said we could bring Sophia by and that he would take a look at the awning. That dealer was in some small town (Bassett) in southwest Virginia (about 90 miles north of Greensboro.) The butterfly continues to beat its wings.
Diane found a US Corp of Engineers campground 20 miles from the dealership. She reserved a spot for two days for us in case we had to wait for the awning to be repaired. It’s a common experience, whether it’s a doctor’s visit, an auto repair or a call to the plumber, that the problem you bring to their attention disappears when they take a look at it. The awning unrolled and rolled back in repeatedly just fine. The butterfly has not stop flapping its wings though.
At the end of our first day here at this campsite we extended our stay for two more days. Midway through the second day we extended our stay here for another week and a half.
This camp is achingly beautiful, still, secluded, and entirely restful. For the first time in weeks, months, or longer we have stopped and are at rest.
The butterfly’s wings do not always cause a hurricane…
Post by Bill.