We have arrived at Cape Cod, although it took us a little longer than anticipated. As we approached a tunnel just north of Fall River, MA we realized that if you are traveling with propane tanks, you cannot go through tunnels in Massachusetts. So we searched for a detour that ended up taking us through neighborhoods in Fall River just as all the schools got out for the day. It was slow going. At one point we were heading very slowly up a steep hill and we heard some teenagers who were looking at us exclaim, “I didn’t think a Nissan could pull something that big!”

Before we rolled into our campground, we stopped in Hyannis at the Cape Cod Potato Chip factory for a self-guided tour and some free (small) bags of chips. It was interesting to see the huge vats of potatoes that were gradually turning into chips. There is a person at the fry “kettle” (vat) who stands there with a standard garden rake (seriously) and rakes through the chips as they cook to make sure they don’t stick together. We bought a bag of cracked pepper and salt potato chips and look forward to comparing them to Kettle brand of salt and pepper chips (our new favorite). Greased and salted up, we continued our journey up the Cape.

We are staying at a camping “resort” in North Truro (about 10 miles from Provincetown) for the next few nights. It is now officially the off-season, but they still managed to charge us a mighty fee. It’s $2 off the “in-season” rate, but they charged an additional $4 a night for daring to bring a child on their grounds. Apparently, they have adult-only sections of the campground, too. I suppose I shouldn’t be too surprised at this, since many RVers are retired and appreciate their quiet. But still – adult only sections?

Unhitching in North Truro

When we got here, Elise decided to help Bobby un-hitch the trailer. This picture is for my dad – aren’t you proud?!