A Rainy Day in York
📍 York, NE
Woke up to some rain. Well, lots of rain. The caravan leaders were going to serve a pancake breakfast — cancelled. 😞
Keith headed out to wash the truck; I went to see a little of the nearby town, York. It helped us confirm we were on the right road…
Downtown York
You would have thought they were welcoming us Airstreamers — flamingos in the window!
Shopped a little — a mix of old and new, and many temptations for Nana. Walked away with something Keith picked out for the little one, some flavor packets for my morning coffee, and a cobbler mix Keith found for one of our potlucks. I browsed the consignment and antique section but walked away empty-handed.
Three fellows were working on putting a metal roof on one of the local shops. I think the one balancing on the angled section lost the rock-paper-scissors contest…
Finally found a Post Office open to send off some postcards!
Reminds me of the old building in Elkin, NC. This downtown was being taken care of — people were shopping and the buildings are maintained.
This is the picture where I discovered why you’d use the 0.5 setting on the Apple camera — I could finally get the entire mural in frame.
Laundromat Social Hour
Got back to the campground in time to do a couple loads of laundry. Loved that they had a change machine — I put in some extra dollars for future quarters. When I arrived at the laundromat, I found Marsha finishing her loads. We chatted through mine. Like it was choreographed, another Airstreamer came in just as mine were going into the dryer. As if we were on a schedule!
Potluck & the Whitmans
For dinner, a potluck. Every evening before leaving a stop, Keith tells the group a little more about the Whitmans’ journey on the Oregon Trail. It reminds me of a preacher — he holds the book open to a passage he’s chosen and tells the tale between those pages.
The 1:12 Scale Chuckwagon
One of our couples brought a 1:12 scale chuckwagon she built herself — she makes miniatures for dollhouses and said the wagon and its contents took about 300 hours to complete. It was filled with miniatures of things the pioneers would have carried. It will be on display later in the trip, and I promise to get close-up pictures then. (And get their names!)
“On the Oregon Trail, the horizon is not just an end but a promise of new beginnings.”
— Unknown