For those of you who know the 3 of us, you know we like to stay active. This is becoming challenging in this area of Indiana.
We arrived here on Monday afternoon a day early for our appointment with Fleetwood. We were lucky and they got us in for a half day on Tuesday. Our coach was new in April and we have a list of items (mostly cosmetic) that need to be fixed while it is still under warranty. They have us booked for 40 hours of work so it looks like we will be here into next week. This is a bit longer than we anticipated so now we are trying to find things within a 2-hour radius to keep us busy while the RVis being worked on.
The work on the RV starts each morning at 0600. The service crew comes out to your site in the parking lot, pulls in your slides, unplugs you from the 50 amp service, and drives the RV into a huge garage with upwards of 30 service bays. They return the RV to your site around 2:30 in the afternoon. They park the RV, plug it in, and put out the slides.
You can choose to spend the day with your coach or go off exploring, we have chosen to do the latter. Today we drove over an hour south of Decatur in search of the highest point in Indiana, Hoosier Hill. It was located off some country roads in the middle of corn fields. We parked the car and “hiked” the 50 yards to the “summit”. The area was quite cute and contained a picnic table, summit register and a carved rock marking the top.
The next order of business was to find some trails to stretch our legs and get out in nature. We found Summit Lake State Park and it had a nice 1.5 mile loop hike that borders summit lake. This was a very pretty area, much lusher than the cornfields we have been driving past for days. The trail had a southern bayou type feel to it. The crickets were almost deafening. The combination of the landscape and the crickets made me feel we were walking through the Jurrasic park movie set. The campground here was excellent too. They had nice level sites with water and electric. This is not something you find in Maine state parks.
The return trip to Decatur brought us through Amishville. I had no idea there were so many Amish people in this area. We drove through the back roads to look at their farms and watch them traveling in buggies. We ended the day with a short stop at a covered bridge.
Tomorrow we are off to another state park with good hiking trails.