Arkansas, to Oklahoma

So, after spending the rest of the evening in a medical center parking lot, and with the intention to pay a visit, surprizingly, I felt okay enough to continue my drive. It took me to the Buffalo National River, in Arkansas. I travelled down quite a steep road, towards a campground. Yes, the sign said no RV's, but you know, I just had to see that for myself. It was a steep road, but easy enough for the Sylver Gypsy. There were no hookups, just space to park, but lots and lots of additional signs about no RV's allowed. Boo. So I didn't want to have to risk paying $16, for nothing (a self pay station), and after spending a couple hours on the shore to try to bake and roast the crud out of me, I decided to leave, but I really didnt want to. It was a beautiful spot lined by grey cliffs.

I continued down Route 21 that indicated a scenic route, along the highway, according to the dots on my road atlas map. I'm very glad that I have hard copy maps, since it seems that my GPS and cell-service is non-existent here, in Arkansas. And, I like to look ahead at a larger map area, than just an immediate area on a screen. I hope to God they never stop printing real paper maps. After 2 or 3 hours of winding road driving, through the pretty Ozark Mountains, I made it to Clarksville, and found Spadra Park, a campsite right along the Arkansas River. For $16 I got to plug into electric, but not enough juice to run the AC. The day was 92 degrees, and it dropped down into the mid-to-high 70s at night, which is just about my break even comfort level, so it worked out. The river's edge was a cliff that dropped down about 30 ft, so you couldn't really get too close. It was a glorious view, at dusk watching white egrets flock into the trees, and in the morning waking up to watch the orange sunrise.

I wish I could say that the morning rise had me feeling great, but today was the day I decided to find a walk in medical clinic. The sore throat and earache have now been paired with congestion and coughing, so I got some prednisone and an antibiotic which should also treat any Lyme disease issues. It also means that I need to stay out of the sun. I managed to drive about an hour and a half, and decided to buy a KOA in Sallisaw, Oklahoma, and now I can enjoy a full ammenity resort. No boondocking here, it's all the perks of home. I just need to take a moment and rest up, and yes, they have a pool.

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