We woke up on a cool, breezy sunny morning at Bell Cow Lake in Chandler, OK. We had some breakfast and then took a ride over to “Area A” of the campground. There were a few occupied sites but not many. There was a dude out fishing off the shore a bit. We rode out on the point and took some pics.
Happy Saturday campers on Bell Cow Lake 
Bell Cow Lake 
More of Ball Cow Lake
We filled up with water, loaded up the bikes and took off for Texas. Pammie had Canyon, Texas on our radar so it was highway 44 west for us for a long time! Things got flatter, and flatter. We started seeing signs for “Cherokee” – another tourist trap loaded with goodies we just had to see. Every few miles, another sign! Jewelry, Moccasins, Native American Artwork, Clothing, Food, Hot Sauces (they didn’t have a sign for that but we bought some!) Live Buffalo…c’mon, we’ve gotta stop!!
There was a live buffalo too but that photo could have been dangerous! 
Road trip nirvana! 
No, I didn’t have the sign attached to the rig. 
Everything you cold possibly want! 
Right?!
Back on the road and recharged with some good old shopping. Ahhh, road trip calories don’t count. Lunch? We’re headed to Oak City, Oklahoma to stock up on groceries and make some lunch. We shopped at a Woodland (I think) in Oak City and fired up the generator in their parking lot and ate right there.
Back on the road, out into the windmill fields. Miles and miles of flat fields as far as the eye can see with giant windmills in every direction.
out my side 
out Pammie’s side
We drove under 328 miles today, all the way to Palo Duro Canyon. We took a wrong turn down someone’s driveway but corrected ourselves and moseyed on down the bumpy ass road to the campground just before the Palo Duro Canyon State Park entrance. We had pulled into the Palo Duro Canyon Adventure park. They had some sites so I booked one online and pulled in. I quickly realized I had messed up and got a quick education on 50 amp and 30 amp plugins. This was a 50 amp and 50 amp only. No other plugs, no adaptors available so we moved to a 30 amp spot.
It was damn hot! Pam’s phone had showed it was 100 degrees in Canyon, Texas on the way here and I don’t think that was an exaggeration! The good news was the wind was steady. We’d been fighting the wind all day on the road with the Ford V10 downshifting over and over to take on Mother Nature. Here, the wind provided a little relief from the heat. If it hadn’t been windy, we’d have turned to dust! Okay, maybe not but the sweat would have cooked on our sunburned hides. Okay, maybe not but, it would have seemed even HOTTER!
We tried to level but failed a couple times. She’s listing aft. Oh well, fire up the AC! Quick! The engine room is HOT, HOT HOT – that ‘ole V10 is poking’ right into the engine room (what we call the cab of the rig) and she’s TOASTY. It’ll take her a while to cool. We sit outside to watch a storm come in but it never arrives. The sky is dark, dark gray and looking like it’s dumping some rain in the distance but that never hits the canyon.
We talk to our neighbor who’s from Amarillo and just bought his camper from a relative who lived in it for a year while their house was being built. Sounds familiar! He has two girls and they circle us on the campground road on their bikes while we talk. He’s been to Maine but can’t remember the town. He’s been to the Grand Canyon and says it will be nice. He likes his camper. He brought it here to test it out and to see how his truck did pulling it. He digs it!
We put the chairs away and go inside for dinner. The sun comes below the ominous clouds and sets the sky on fire a bit. I tool around on my bike and take some pictures. We open the dining room window to watch the sunset while we eat. After dinner we both tool around the campground with out lights on. The girls next door se us go by and head out on their bikes too.
Getting closer to Canyon! 
Sunset from the dining room window 
Sky fire 
Ahem.
