Where the heck is Gretna, Nebraska

Hey, we found it (Gretna) somewhere between Lincoln and Omaha, Nebraska right where it has always been.

I have a warning for anyone planning on stopping at the KOA in Gretna. The entrance is a couple hundred yards west of the camp site. It is rather deceiving and at the speed it can be a bit blind and a lot dangerous. The camp grounds are well treed and you might want to watch the over head limbs.

We parked the rig and fortunately it was a level site. We dropped the landing legs, and guess what. If you read the last blog, you will be able to guess how our luck is running. Yeah, running out. Like they say "If it weren't for bad luck, I wouldn't have any luck at all". The bolt didn’t stay in place during the journey to Gretna and the leg went limp again. I carefully gave it a try and it seemed to hold while I got truck out from under it. We had a “meet and greet” with Felicia and some of the local gals and had to have the truck available.

Once separated, we were to meet at Spiker’s Sports Bar and Grill. This is an interesting place. Good food for a grill and believe it or not, volleyball courts. I would have sworn we were on a California beach. I have never seen a setup like this before. Kinda fun with half clad guys and bikini clad gals playing volleyball in the SAND, barefooted! The sports bars in Washington they are much more sedentary. It was a bit noisy for a conversation though.

We meet with Felicia, Alicia, Linda and Deborah. Four neat ladies with a thirst for knowledge. We had fun chatting until dark and had to split up. Linda and Deborah left after getting everyone agreeing to start a local support group. How exciting, seeing virtual strangers bound by their desire to be successful weight loss surgical patients. We wish them all the best.

Felicia and Alicia came back to the camp ground for more chatting and left excited and providing Michelle and me with the renewed passion that drives us. We really appreciate the encouragement these gatherings provide us.

We woke up and took our time getting back on the road. Remember I mentioned to watch for the over head limbs, if you stay here. Once we got hitched up again, I had Michelle, outside, watching my over head and roof. It looked good as I started to swing onto the road. This is the second time on this trip, I forgot to watch the trailer’s butt end when turning wide. I made contact with the power post and tore up the plastic around the wheel well on the driver side this time. No damage to the post (fortunately) and once again, we got the worst of it. This is getting old, real fast. Oh well, if I like fixing things at home, I can now add I better like doing body work on the trailer. : (

We did finally did get on the road toward Minden. We are staying at the Pioneer Village RV Park. A cute little place that Michelle believes was a place she stayed with her parents in the 50’s on a trip from Alabama to Washington.


This is next to the Harold Warp Pioneer Village Museum. This is a “Museum of Americana”. There are 28 buildings on 20 acres with working displays showing man’s progress from 1830 on. We are going to take in a couple of exhibits in the morning if she rolls my butt out of bed early. They have a big auto museum and I want to take her on the oldest steam powdered Merry-Go-round in the country. She might even get smooched on the carousel, if she isn’t careful.
From small steam powered engines with their big boilers, to large cross country engines with their 5' tall drive wheels.

Its time for bed, if she has a chance to get me up early. So meet us tomorrow at the Carousel and be ready for, all together now, “GET A ROOM YOU TWO !”