Ithaca is a show pony of a place – everything is spectacular. From brilliant fall foliage to Lake Cayuga to waterfalls eeeverywhere, our sadness of leaving Burlington was short lived.
We knew the forecast consisted of a fair bit of rain for our week here, so after settling in at Pinecreek Campground about 15 minutes out of town in Newfield, we knew we had to pack it in before the rain came.
Pinecreek Campground is great – it has a great mix of tree coverage and open space – we had a beautiful open field across from our site.
When we first pulled in, we had, to be honest, one of the least desirable sites they had. It was close to the office on an end (we had let them know that we would need WiFi), which meant we would be closest to where all vehicles come and go and there were no trees – so no privacy or natural separation from neighbors.
Fortunately Sue was super nice and understanding about it since we were posting up for a week and moved us to a nicer site around the corner with a bit more breathing room.
On Saturday we hiked Buttermilk Falls – it is a feast for the eyes and a balm for any city-weary citizen. It was like hiking through a small section of Rivendell. Just breathtaking.
Afterward we went downtown and wandered about – we snagged lunch at Viva Taqueria, then ate ice cream at 15 Below – they make the ice cream right in front of you – spread it on a large, freezing plate, then roll it into mini ice cream strips with toppings. MOAR PLZ.
After that we went to Stewart Park to see Cayuga Lake, then hit Cornell Botanic Gardens.
Sunday we went to the Ithaca Farmer’s Market, which is probably one of the best farmer’s markets I’ve ever been to. We snagged cherry tomatoes, strawberry rhubarb jam, and some garlic scape pesto before meeting our friends Jay and Melissa and their kids, Riley and Maple, for another glorious hike – this time at Robert H Treman Park. Afterward we all went to dinner at Ithaca Brewing Company and feasted on tasty brews and hens that were raised on site.
Okay so I know you must be really antsy to hear about what died in our closet if you’ve made it this far. Truth be told, we don’t know yet.
I have a pretty highly tuned snooter and can smell things long before Travis does. I’ve been noticing a rather off odor in the closet area of our bedroom – sort of like garbage or something vaguely rotting.
After noticing that part of the interior of the closet was coming apart (thanks to that water damage) I also realized the smell was coming from there, too. At first it seemed to be coming from the top corner. But then it would go away. So I set to figure it out and took out some clothes and shoes. My biking shoes smelled awful – like the ass end of a garbage truck. I put them outside, not sure if our ride through Stowe had left my shoes inexplicably stinky.
The shoes aired out but the smell in the closet didn’t go away. I have since discovered that it’s emanating from the lower back wall of my side of the closet, which is slightly sloped. When I put my nose up to it, it was like a stinky lightbulb went on. I sprayed it with bleach and water, and it went away – only to come back again the next day.
So now we’re at a crossroads. The wall piece runs the entire length of the closet so taking it out isn’t a small project. We could cut a hole into the wall but that would leave, naturally, a gaping hole in the wall. We could wait a week or so and hope that whatever is back there just gets its decomposition over with as quickly as possible.
We’re wondering if something crawled in there while it was being repaired back in West Virginia – as it’s suddenly just starting to smell now.
Please tell me someone out there has had to deal with something dead inside their RV closet wall and can give us some advice?!