For the last several years, I have dreaded driving the rig to a new location. It didn’t start out that way, but as time has gone by the dread crept in. I think I’ve figured out why. For the last three or four years, every time I head out it’s like the Trials and Travails of Pauline!
Finally saw a least bittern on my last drive around Shoveler Pond last Thursday.
I read a lot of blogs about RVers, and they seem to travel all around the country with very few traumas or mishaps. I, on the other hand, don’t ever seem to go anywhere without Murphy following me. I’ve had to have the rig towed three times, had three windshield wipers fly off, had the fridge break down twice, had the awning unfurl while traveling several times, and have had the computer mother board that controls all driving of the rig go kaput. Why am I so plagued? I keep the maintenance on the rig up to date, but that doesn’t seem to help.
I was going to wait until tomorrow to pack away the DISH, as there were a few programs I was going to record tonight. I thought better of that idea. I keep the DISH stuff in the trunk of the car when I’m traveling, and have my bicycle hooked onto the back of the trunk. I decided to get it all done tonight. I was surprised that I was able to lift the bike up above my shoulders to get it on the holder, but I muscled it up there. I thought sure I’d have to ask someone for help tomorrow.
I’ve only got a little over 150 miles to go tomorrow to get to Thibodeaux’s to get the new automatic satellite dish installed and some maintenance issues taken care of. I’ve pretty much plotted out my course to Minnesota, and I’ll be taking some different roads this time. I’m not going to push it too hard at the beginning of the journey because I’m hoping for it to warm up some in the north woods. Ever optimistic…
THE END!
Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later, Judy
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