Rain - Snow - Sun - Rain

Very early in the morning, it began to rain, rain, and rain.  We had planned to get up early to load the car and get on the road but when we got up at 5:30, it was raining and dark so we waited.  Finally at 7:00 it was light enough to see what we were doing.  We donned rain ponchos and forged ahead in packing up.  About the time we  began to load the car, the rain stopped briefly.  Thank you, Lord.  We were on the road by 8:00 a.m. which we were happy with.  It had began to rain again but we were on the road.

The rain turned to snow.  In some places, we could hardly see.  We pulled into a gas station in Cheyenne and I took this picture.   As we drove east on I-80 the snow turned to rain and finally the rain stopped.  I guess we had gotten ahead of the storms and rain.   We were hoping it wouldn't catch us until after we arrived at our campground and were set up.

The Arch on I-80.

Windmill State Park.  This is the third time we have camped here.  The last time we were here, this windmill had been damaged by heavy winds and was missing.  We were glad to see it back in its place.

 The clouds have begun to break up and the sun is beginning to shine through.

This metal sculpture of a sand-hill crane was new since the last time we were here.  This part of Nebraska is home to the feeding grounds of the sand hill crane when they migrate to  Canada in March.

This is the road into the campground.  Carol is actually casting a shadow something that has not been possible for the last week.

There is a small lake in the park.

Another windmill in the park.

Above and below are pictures of the view from our camper.  In August I had reserved our spot but when we arrived today, a car was parked in that spot.  Carol went to the camp host and he told Carol find another spot.  We did just that.  We discovered, after we had set up, that the 50 amp service doesn't work.  We can manage on 30 amp but we have to keep track of our electric usage to make sure we don't go over 30 amps.

The black spots on our motorhome are not mud.  They are flies.  This place must be the gathering place for all the flies in Nebraska.  These guys are trying to get in.  Unfortunately, some of their buddies managed and we have spent the evening trying to end their lives.   The flies are so terrible that it is impossible to sit outside.  The sun was out, the temperatures pleasant, so we got our lawn chairs out to enjoy being outside but the flies were too pesky.  We had to go in and turn on the air conditioner.  We have camped here two other times and we don't remember having problems with flies.

As we were eating supper, we could hear rain on the roof of the motorhome.  It was raining again!   Parts of Nebraska are under a severe thunderstorm warning.  The radio said those on I-80 between mile marker 310 and 320 were a part of the warning.  We are at mile marker 287 so hopefully, we will miss the really bad stuff.  Sandy is hiding under the table.  She is scared because of the thunder and the constant sound of fly swatting.   

We are hoping that by tomorrow morning the rains will have stopped.  We would love to drive in the sun for a change.