Mom decided that we needed a new shed. Not that the old shed wasn’t protecting our stuff and not that we’d acquired more stuff. But with the prospect of being away over the winter we needed  new shed because our old shed was insufficient. Besides, we could acquire more stuff and put in it.

Discretion being the better part of self-preservation, I told Mom  to get whatever she wanted. I’ve spent all day putting it together, of course with competent stupidvision and beer delivery. It’s big. It’s huge. It’s like a hangar.

You could put an entire flying saucer in there and never notice.

We just got a new toy, a Garmin RV 760 GPS.

The way we used to do it is Mom would watch a netbook running Delorme  mapping/GPS software and tell me where to go. Sometimes we’d tell each other where to go when we missed turn. I realize she can’t help it that she’s navigationally-disabled, but geez!

So we got this new super-whizzer new toy.  Now a machine tells me where to go so Mom can concentrate on telling me what to do when I get there.

Anyway…first tryout.

The bitch (GPS)  told me to turn on Greybeard  Lane or some such foolishness. There’s an informal Big Rock Road because there’s a big rock beside it. Then it mentioned a Lois Lane. I’m definitely a Superman but there’s no Lois Lane around these parts. I realized by looking at the map that it was trying to direct us out to a road by recommending the steepest, narrowest and twistiest way out of the park, not really even suitable for a Jeep.

So, out to the road. She then informed me that I should turn right on Stovall Road. OK, right on Stovall is a two-lane dirt track that eventually crosses a small _covered bridge_ before coming out on Hwy. 255. _Left_ on Stovall is a nice paved two-lane road that connects to Hwy. 384 and then to Hwy. 255. Why the bitch wanted me to go out of the way down a dirt road is beyond me.

She did say that all these roads were not known to be suitable for RV travel. Whod’a thunk.

Once we got out into civilization the gizmo did well, telling me about turns well in advance and nagging me about speed limits.

It has voice-command capability, which I haven’t tried. I have misgivings; she’ll probably want to have meaningful conversations or at the most inopportune moment will say “We need to talk.”

Brave new world.