We left the Norfolk Lake hatchery and started north. We went back to Mountain Home and had a Macdonald’s big breakfast (without the meat) in order to catch up on the internet. It was nice to log in and find nothing was wrong back home and the world had continued turning without our presence. It had been sweet to be disconnected from the world for three wonderful days.
We left Mountain Home and drove to Route 125 and turned north. The drive was extremely challenging with many up and down hills and sharp curves. Although it was challenging is was a real pleasure to not be on the interstate and it was fun, even pulling the trailer. This route eventually pauses at the ferry and the Arkansas/Missouri border. This is the last public ferry in Arkansas. My husband and I have a special love and ferries and we take one every chance we get. This one was a nice small ferry and the whole trip was short but great fun.
We did not have a long wait and only one other RV traveled with us. Just as the ferry was about to pull out two more cars and a couple on a motorcycle joined us. It must have been so much fun to take all those curves and hills with a motorcycle. Misty was amazed to find the truck moving on the ferry even as we stood outside the truck. She spent the entire trip over the water with her head out the window taking the strange circumstance in and trying to process it with her doggy brain.