Looks like it is 1984. This is Larry's son, Aaron, in front of their home in South Carolina. Not sure what is happening in Holly's photo.

Terry's son, TJ, is certainly not happy about something. Our camper is sitting in your driveway on Greensboro Drive in Columbus.

Well, looks like Larry and family are with us and taking a train ride. This could be is southern Ohio, the Hocking Valley, but I am not sure.

Myrtle Beach is just great in the summer, especially at sunrise. Yep, Jeanne, Chris and I manage to get on the beach just in time.

Chris is barely awake but he doesn't complain about getting up before the sun. Chimney Rock Park, not an official state park, is a stop on the way back to Columbus. It is unusual in that it is a huge monolith that is accessible via stairs. At the top you can see for miles up and down a valley.

The best thing about Chimney Rock is the fabulous campground and campsite we got for the night. A large river, flowing a good amount of water, is just outside our camper door. There are huge bolders in the river that, by choosing the correct path, can be gotten to without getting your feet wet. But we get old shoes on, climb in the river and wade up and down the river. The next morning we pack up our breakfast, get to a huge bolder in the river and eat breakfast. A thrill for all of us.