Cruise control

We left the Billy Graham centre at the Cove, Asheville, North Carolina, and headed for Marion.  Nice names they choose for their places here, Carolina, Marion etc.

We saw a Christian site.  Well it had a fish symbol on the website.  We phoned ahead, and made our way there.

The owner asked where we had been, so, bravely, I told him that we had just come from the Billy Graham centre at the Cove.
"Y'all Christians?"  he asked.
"Yes", we chorused.
He pumped my hand vigorously and then vigorously began to condemn the various sins of the American nation, listing them one by one, and getting more and more vehement with each sin.

It felt so very different from the humble, Godly, atmosphere at the Cove.  But hey, we were here to camp, not be preached at.
After a short discussion with his son about Brexit, we were given a pitch, and spent a happy night there.

It was in a beautiful location with a creek running right behind Harvey.

the creek

The best bit was having a test of the cruise control, while Ruth took the photo.  A straight bit of road. No traffic.  Up on the roof.

Cruise control?

It worked!  Fantastic, - this cruise control!