Apparently, all good things come to an end.
The last night was utter agony for the wife as a large group of Avon ladies had descended upon the cabins.
The ones staying in the room next to ours must have had bladder issues as they were up every 30 minutes going to the bathroom across the hall and slamming the doors.
I slept well, but since I'm deaf in one ear and sleep on my good ear, I heard nothing other than when I woke up in the middle of the night to stuff my face with leftovers. No kidding. I was up for 30 minutes and they hit the restroom twice in that time.
Thankfully, we checked out that morning, but both of us agree, we'll be coming back again.
The ironic part was while leaving, one of the older Avon ladies met us at the door as we were leaving. No kidding, she sounded just like aunt Bethany from the Christmas Vacation movie. She assumed I was the bellhop and wanted me to go to her room and carry her bags out.
I told her I had carried all the bags I was going to and was done for the day.
Smokey mountain express
After leaving, we headed to nearby Bryson city. All I can compare it to is a postcard snapshot.
While cruising the streets (and between me complaining about lack of parking), my wife shouted, "Look! An Eagle!"
Actually, it wasn't an Eagle. But it was a well kept Concord.
After filling up our stomachs, the fuel tank, and shopping bags with some early Christmas items from the cool stores, we headed back home.
Unlike when we first came through, on our way back, the Ocoee was really busy. So, we stopped to take pics glad we were staying drier, even with the occasional rain.
Back on the road, we finished the trek home.
Overall, I am pleased with the way the Jeep did. We averaged between 13 and 13.5 most of the trip, even with all of the mountain ascents we had to do.
The most impressive economy came between the fill up in Bryson City and the fill up on the other side of Chattanooga. The Jeep Knocked down 15.15 with lots of 60 to 70 mph state route and interstate driving.
Other than the power outlet problem and the typical carburetor issues that plague the 2150 as far as restarting, then dying immediately once warmed up (unless I stomp the throttle as soon as the engine gets fire), we had no hiccups. Already planning the next trek.