Crooked and steep road ahead...

We saw a bunch of those signs today.

We passed one that said the above, "Next 53 miles"... they weren't kidding.

Rain overnight.  The hourly forecast showed that we would have a break between 8 and 9 this morning.  We planned our unhooking and departure around that... and it actually happened.

The plan for the day: head north on "Scenic Seven" - Highway 7 that runs north to the Missouri border.  We considered spending a night in Mountain View, but the weather forecast wasn't promising, and they don't do the music in the square on Mondays.  So, off towards Branson.  The motorhome is due for its first oil change... we bought our HitchHiker at a Ford/RV dealer north of Branson... I called them and set us up for an appointment first thing tomorrow.  We figured it would take most of the day to do the curvy roads getting us to Ozark, MO.

There was an occasional bit of rain and wet roads as we set out...

Much of this road has a 45 mile per hour speed limit, occasionally less than that.  Sometimes way less than that.

An hour and a half north of Hot Springs, we saw occasional bits of blue sky...

... that came and went...

The built-in navigation in the motorhome gives you voice and screen warnings for upcoming curves, low overheads, etc; she was talking A LOT today...

Occasional road construction...

Nothing bad, but there was plenty of road that could use some fixing.

We stopped at one scenic overlook...

... not just to take in the view - my arms and shoulders needed a rest.  We talked about "traveling the two-lanes" when we left home, but this road would be better on the scoots than an RV.  Oh, it was plenty pretty; some narrow lanes and 15 mph switchbacks kept it interesting.

Over the Missouri border, the road opened up to a modern 4 lane...

We stopped for gas before settling in at an RV park for the night.  Well, not much of a "park" - it is a gravel lot...

... "self contained units only" - no facilities other than hookups and a reasonably level spot in the gravel.  Over-priced for what it is, but it is close to the Ford dealer and right next door to Lambert's - "Home of the throwed rolls."  It is a "down home" restaurant that serves up some good "grandma type food"... generous portions, and young servers bringing around other side dishes for you to try.  And, the "throwed rolls" - fresh, hot rolls that a young guy tosses to you from 20 feet away.  Attentive waiters and waitresses.  And fast.  Foods like: roast beef and mashed potatoes, meatloaf, porkchops, BBQ pork, chicken pot pie, and a bunch of other hearty (and not particularly heart-healthy) foods.

We are one exit away from our early service appointment.  Easy.

Little Izzy wanted to go for a walk - not much besides gravel here.  Chilly; after days in the 80s, today, it didn't get out of the 50s.  Izzy didn't want to stay out long.  Me, either.  ;-)