Day 72 – Checotah, OK

We woke up to another cloudy, dismal morning on the bank of the Mississippi, which made us even more anxious to get moving west toward some sunshine. But I got my full walk in with Don, did some running and a crazy dog routine, and came back to the rig kind of out of breath. We were heading for getting a real early start when Don noticed that the battery charger wasn’t charging, and had to do a fuse replacement. He wanted the batteries to charge up while we were underway, so he had to get the generator started, which it didn’t want to do. He finally got it going, and got us going as well. We headed west on Highway 40 across Arkansas. I had gotten the impression that neither one of them were really fond of Arkansas, but I’m not sure why. But we zoomed across the state at a relatively high speed, with only one stop at a rest area for me. From what I saw of it, Arkansas looked rather pretty, lots of hills with trees, some lakes and rivers, and some places that I thought needed exploring. Like a town called Conway, that was proud of its park, which was called Toad Suck. I’d really like to know more about that.

Don has become fixated about getting to Tucumcari, New Mexico, as soon as possible. We drove deep into Oklahoma today, so that we can make it to Amarillo, Texas, tomorrow. From there, it’s not a long drive to Tucumcari. He also has a fixation on a restaurant called the Big Texan in Amarillo. I think it’s a steak thing. We’re in a nice KOA tonight, but it’s raining and yucky. I think we’ll be on the road to the Big Texan early tomorrow. Hope there’s something in it for me. Will let you know!