This rv site has full hookups but costs more than some of the motels in the area. But with a storm coming in I decided to stop. After going over two sets of railroad tracks and around a sharp corner, I get to the check-in cabin and no one is there. Once I did get a little old lady, with a cane on a 4-wheeler, to come help me, she advised me she doesn’t take credit cards. There are picnic tables, restrooms I was afraid to check out, and what looks like a cemetery for old RVS. But people were nice and besides the interstate traffic, it was a quiet place to ride out the weather and heal my dog’s wounded feet.