Our first hiccup!  We arrived at Shenandoah Crossing at twilight on Nov. 6 only to find that our reservation for a pull-through site had morphed into a back-in site too small for our motorhome.  I parked in "overflow parking," unhooked the toad, and Janice drove it to the office while I stayed with the coach (and had a cocktail!).  Janice returned, saying everything was set and then uttered the infamous words "follow me!"  It is now pitch dark and Janice promptly takes us into areas where 44-ft. motorhomes were never meant to tread!!  In her defense, the roads were narrow and the road signs and site numbers were carved into wooden signs and were totally unreadable. Those factors did not, however, in any way minimize the epithets that were being uttered by yours truly!  Finally, Janice obtained the aid of another camper and we found our site.  Did I mention the road was narrow?  That it was DARK?!  The pull-through site had a rail fence post on one corner of the pad, and a tree on the other!!  Clearly, the designer of the RV park had no idea what he was doing!  This evaluation was confirmed after, finally squeezing our MH into the site, the MH only leveled after the right front wheel was well off the ground!  (a host at the resort later stated to us that the people who constructed the RV park didn't know what they were doing...  ya think?)  The next day was clear and bright, and would have been a great day for activities... EXCEPT we had to attend the sales pitch.  Ours was a promotional stay which cost us a total of about $30, and it was time to pay the piper.  The presentation was actually not high pressure, and we politely declined spending $$$ for a membership.  After the presentation, we decided to take the bikes of the truck and go for a ride.  OOPS!  "Did you have the keys for the cable lock last?"  "No, I thought you had them."  The keys were lost and the rains began, lasting the remaining two days of our trip.  The next day we found a locksmith who picked the Master padlock in about 15 seconds (really feeling secure about our storage units back in Springfield now!), after which we drove to Monticello.  Really fabulous!  Awe-inspiring to walk the same grounds as Jefferson and stand in his study.  And talk about beautiful country!  We visited Madison's Montpelier the following day.  Weather getting nippy, so we decide to forego our planned visit to Asheville to see the Biltmore Estate and we head directly to the warmer climes of the South.  On to Mayberry, RFD!