Leaving Petersburg Campground on a Friday morning, we made our way toward Lake Lanier, north and east of Atlanta. Our destination was Camp Margaritaville, and our biggest challenge on the route north was avoiding the notorious Atlanta commuter traffic. And for the most part, we were successful. One of the perks of our stay at this resort was some free tickets to the Fins Up water park.
We left Margaritaville on a Thursday morning and made our way into the southern Appalachians in SE Tennessee. Our first stop was at a campground on Tellico Lake, formed by the damming of the Little Tennessee River back in 1979. Toqua Campground was named for a Cherokee town, many of which now sit beneath the waters of the lake.
It had been decades since Cathy had last seen Bill Nickle. He was the youth pastor during her father’s appointment as Senior Pastor at Ardmore UMC in Winston-Salem back in the late 60’s. Yes. That long ago. He led the UM Youth Fellowship and officiated at Carolyn’s (Cathy’s older sister) wedding 50 years ago. Exchanging Christmas cards over the years had kept us in touch.
There are 2 natural burial sites, a pollinator field, a stand of recently planted American chestnut trees, and an active education program that invites groups and individuals to learn more about Earth Literacy, a concept that originated with one of the center’s benefactors, Mac Smith. We had a great visit, learning about the work at Narrow Ridge and catching up on a lifetime of memories.
Leaving Tennessee, we were making our way to NC to visit with Cathy’s family. Our route from northeast TN took us briefly into SW Virginia before crossing back south into NC. We had a stopover in Mt. Airy NC, Andy Griffith’s hometown at (where else?) Mayberry Campground. We only had time to refuel the truck and then refuel ourselves on Little Richard’s BBQ, which was the best we’ve tasted in quite a while.
It was a moving day, and we had several hundred miles to travel. So, Dave wasn’t expecting to be working on a problem with Faith’s website first thing that morning. Then he received an email from Pastor Mike, who had wanted to view the church’s recent service. But when he went to the Faith website, he received messages that raised alarms. He quickly closed the site. When we tried the site and got the same result, we were dumbfounded. How could this have happened? More importantly, how would find and fix it?
While Dave investigated the church’s entries on GoDaddy, Cathy logged onto Weebly. Initially, we could find nothing wrong. Dave chatted with GoDaddy, but Weebly’s support wouldn’t be available for another hour. Then Cathy checked one more setting in Weebly and there it was. Someone had inserted code into the site’s header and footer that didn’t belong. We wiped it out and re-published, which removed the malware. But the question remained: How did it get there? The church members authorized to edit the website were definitely not likely to have made the change.
Checking logs, it appeared that one user had signed in the day before. But we verified with her that she had not been on the site in a week. After confirming with Weebly, we worked with her to reset her password, and so far we haven’t had any more issues. Lucky for us, Pastor Mike’s inquiry found the problem before it had been on the site more than a few hours. And now we had managed to cure our first online virus.
The morning that started with a computer virus turned into a day with technical glitches. As we left the campground at Cherokee Dam, we had no cell service for the first few miles. RV Life, our new navigation software, didn’t handle it the way it had in the past. Instead of proposing the offline route, it recalculated a route to our final destination several stops down the road, and ignored our waypoints taking us on I-81, I-77 and I-74 to Mt. Airy. Instead it wanted to head down I-40. Getting back into cell service didn’t immediately fix the problem either. But at some point, it just corrected itself. We never completely understood why.
Then the tire monitor for our trailer tires stopped working. Since we were traveling into the sun on another 90+ degree day, we thought this was a problem with the monitor getting too hot. We repositioned it, but weren’t getting any readings. So, we stopped at a rest area to check the tires. They were fine. And the monitor started working again. Only to stop again as we got underway. Finally, the light bulb came on. We have a repeater that transmits the signal from the trailer tires to the monitor in the front of the truck. We had forgotten to turn it on. Oops. Sure enough, once we did, the monitor worked like a charm.
But trouble comes in threes. So, we had one more glitch to deal with. Pulling into Mayberry Campground, Cathy opened the RV Leveler app to check the level as we parked the RV. But it wouldn’t connect with the sensor. We have other ways of sensing level that are more cumbersome, which we used instead. Luckily, the problem with the RV Leveler just turned out to be a dead battery in the leveling sensor. Since it had been in service for about 2 years, it was about time to replace it.
Given our track record on this day, we were glad we were in safely, and that our problems were merely technical and not actual breakdowns.
Parting Shots