Kelly, North Carolina

March 1st - 3rd


We're leaving on our adventure.


David is taking photos as we leave.


Some guys we saw on their way to Daytona Bike Week. They were from Pennsylvania and stopped off at a rest stop to brush their teeth.


Our site at Camp Kelly!

Embarking on our adventure at 0900 was John's scheduled departure time. We'd packed our supplies and hooked up the trailer the night before. The weather was cold but sunny, and it was a beautiful day. David took pics as we headed out the drive and in front of the house we wouldn't see for the next 4 months.

It was very hard leaving Randal behind, but his age made it impossible for him to go with us. Besides, it would've been unfair to leave him alone inside the trailer while we cruised on our motorcycle throughout the country. We believed he would have a much nicer time at home with David to watch over him.

The trip down to Kelly was pretty uneventful except when we pulled off into a rest area in northern North Carolina. We stopped for lunch and observed to fellas from Pennsylvania headed on their way to Daytona Beach for Bike Week. Sissy snapped a pic of them brushing their teeth in the parking lot. We conversed with them for a while, and then it was southbound again.

Upon arrival in Kelly at grandma's farm, we set up camp next to the silos (sp) where Ennis stores his corn and grain. Billy and Faye normally park their motor home there, and they have installed electricity, water and sewer hookups. It's just like a full service campground, but you're there alone.

Grandma's farm house looked the same as it has before. Not much has changed except for the new kitchen - redone by Ennis and Dean after grandma's stove caught on fire recently. Everything in the kitchen had to be redone, but she's lucky the entire house didn't go up in flames. Luckily, Dean was nearby at the time.

The farm has really sandy soil, corrugated metal barns, trucks, tractors, farm equipment and oak trees dotting the landscape. The road passing in front has a vehicle now and then, and there is no jet noise or airplanes overhead. There were contrails overhead in the blue sky splashed with white, fluffy clouds. But there was no noise at all.

John took notice of a large black bird with a red crown, white head a extremely long snout. We found out later it was a woodpecker, but it was much larger than those seen back home.

We left the motorcycle inside the trailer because of threatening thunderstorms and knowing we were headed for Emerald Isle early the next morning. It was a good decision too because it stormed pretty good on Saturday morning. Before it did however, John spotted what he believed to be turkeys all around the campsite that morning. He later found out they were guineas - a blue meat bird that is raised on the farm next door.

We spent Saturday and Sunday morning in Emerald Isle with side trips to Moore´s Creek National Park, Beaufort, Camp Lejune and Wilmington. These all have their own pages. Sunday, we returned to Kelly and visited with Ennis, Lela, Pam, Billy, Faye, Dean and grandma before hitting the sack for an early morning rise.

John & Sissy EXCLUSIVE RATINGS: (1 bad - good 10)

  • Campground - N/A
  • People - 10
  • Roads - 7
  • Scenery - 10
  • Traffic - 10
  • Things to Do - 3
  • Weather - 6

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