Daily Archives: June 19, 2016
“Can We Just Buy This Site?”
After being up at 6:30 and finishing the last of our travel day prep, we headed for the Cracker Barrel in Conroe a little after 8am.
For us, it’s a travel day tradition before we leave Conroe, just as we have breakfast at Schobel’s in Columbus before we leave Colorado River. At first we were kind of surprised at how busy they were, much more than usual. Then we realized it was Father’s Day.
After our usual good breakfast , we got back to the park a little after 9. I had already raised the levelers and stowed away the pads, so after I let in the awnings, I cranked up the genset before I unhooked shore power.
Doing it this way, the transfer switch changes over to the genset so smoothly that the AC’s never notice the switchover and keep running.
We pulled out of our site a little before 10 and then stopped in front of the Activity Center to hook up. One of the few failings here at Conroe, besides the eternally bad roads, is that there is no place designated to hitch and unhitch.
We were told originally to use the secondary parking lot off to the side of the Center, and often that works, but other times, like this morning, there were already cars there. So all we could do was to pull over off to the side, partway on the grass and hitch up there. And by 10:15 we were pulling out of the park
Out on I-45 south, our son Chris called about 10:30 to wish me a Happy Father’s Day. One down, one to go.
Hopefully we’ll get down to see everyone later this week.
The trip was about as smooth as it could get. With the genset running the AC’s we were very comfortable all the way. Except for the last couple of miles.
I think when they replaced our diesel tank last year after our blowout, that maybe they didn’t get the genset diesel pickup in the right place. Twice now with more than half a tank of diesel, the genset has shut off during a slow, but sharp turn.
Today, turning off US-71 on to FM-1890, the genset quit immediately after the acute 80 degree turn. I held down the prime button for a few seconds and then restarted the genset. Not really a problem, but irritating anyway.
We got into the park about 12:30 and really lucked up. We definitely weren’t going back to the back ‘A’ ring with all the electrical problems, but we’re still in the ‘A’ section.
After we got backed in and parked, Jan looked around and said to me, “Can we just buy this site?”
It doesn’t get much better, with two big shade trees, a good satellite shot, a level pad, and a concrete patio with a picnic table.
And with the shaded picnic table I’ll be able to get on some of my outside projects like rebuilding my armrests.
Right after we got parked, our daughter Brandi also called to wish me Happy Father’s Day. So now it’s a two’fer.
We got set up pretty quickly, but by the time I was finished, I was drenched in sweat from all the humidity.
But a cool shower and a hour-long nap made it all better.
Thought for the Day:
Arriving at the mortuary about 30 minutes before the scheduled viewing of her dead husband, the grieving widow was horrified to discover that her husband was not dressed in his favorite expensive black suit, but a cheap blue one. She started screaming at the funeral director that he better have this fixed in time or she will sue him for every last cent he has.
The director and his assistant start looking for the missing suit, and found it on the body in the next viewing room, The director immediately tells his assistant to go calm the widow down and tell her the problem will be corrected in time for the viewing.
And right on schedule, the viewing takes place and the widow is relieved to find her husband in his favorite suit.
After everyone leaves, the assistant asks the funeral directory how he switched the suits so quickly, since it would normally take at least an hour to do that.
The funeral director smiles and says, “Switched the suits? No, I just switched the heads!”
I guess it’s just another way of handling my problem with switching heads in photographs. At least I generally use the same head, though.
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