Days 2 and 3

Needless to say, we were anxious to get a move on and not spend another night in a funeral home. Day 2 found us making our way from Carmichaels to Stacey and Jenny's homes in Greensboro. None of us being as young as we once were, we're feeling some aches in the old legs. In spite of the aches, we keep truckin' along. Of course Tweety, the baby, showed us all up today with her four miles.

No doubt, walking outside is much more enjoyable and goes faster than using DVDs and walking indoors. As Tweety said, "I felt like I'd walked ten miles when Leslie Sansone said the first mile was almost up." But she finished up those two miles and went out later in the day and walked two more.

Our Flintstone car traveled 9.45 miles on day two for a total of 16.45 miles!! Woo hoo—we met our first goal! We said “Hi” to Stacey and Jenny as we headed up out of Greensboro and on our way to Dilliner. We stopped for the night at Penn Pitt School. Kandy thought we were going to head to her house and spend the night for a pajama party but we couldn't make it up her snowy, icy hill.

We reached Day 3.

As Vicki stated, Penn Pitt hill is pretty steep. Her legs were sore and just absolutely did not want to climb that hill. Pam and I pulled her up and got us within 3/4 of a mile to Andrea's house in Dilliner. We just needed to see how far Robin and Tweety's legs were going to take us for the night. We still have Kandy along for the ride and that's quite ok with all of us. As soon as she's up to it, she'll be pushing that car along with the rest of us.

We had some concerns about where we were actually going to end up spending the night. That stretch of Route 88 doesn't offer many places to stop, runs right along the Monongahela River and is pretty dark and desolate. We hoped we didn't have to end up sleeping with trolls under the Dilliner or Pt. Marion bridge. (Robin had to but that's a whole different story.) If we didn't make it to a shelter, there were all kinds of suggestions of what we could add to our Flintstone Car to make it homier for our travels....Boy Scout tent or pull out camper. We all agreed that we could use our imagination and make our car anything we wanted it to be.

Talk of imagination and tall tales made us all think of Daddy and all the stories he told us when we were growing up. Guess we get it honestly.

Robin and Tweety gave us another four miles on our journey. Their legs got us in to Pt. Marion for the night. Big decisions then, where do we sleep? Tweety was adamant that it would not be in another funeral home. Robin suggested the Brass Rail---Pam said that was a good place because they had little trailers behind it. Vicki suggested Sporty's---that way we could eat, too. Kandy agreed, said they have good pizza and especially good pizza burgers. I suggested Apple Annie's but Robin was dead set against that--too buggy for her. I told them we weren't sleeping in Foodland, it gives me the creeps.

Not entirely sure where we ended up spending the night of Day 3. Obviously we were all hungry when we were discussing it so I'm sure it was some place with food.

There was a time when "The DeVault girls " actually walked all over Greensboro. Kandy remembers the comments being made "there are the DeVault girls". She says some of us were too young to be walking with them then, but the sisters always walked together whether it be to the park to go swimming, skating, or just to go watch the little league games; or just out for a walk!!

The DeVault girls out walking together is nothing new or unusual. We're a team.

We waved to Andrea this evening and tomorrow we’ll start out for Winchester. We’ve walked a total of 24.45 miles already. When we reach the 180 mile mark, we’ll be blowing kisses to Vicki’s cute little grandchildren. We're going to have a hard time containing Vicki, she'll be so excited to see her grandchildren.