On To Hermiston . . .

I had planned to be up at 7am so we could be on the road by 9, earlier than usual. But since we wanted to hopefully weigh the coach at the weigh station and then diesel up at the Fred Meyer’s in Bend.



But it didn’t quite work out that way, since I woke up feeling really under the weather. So I slept in until about 8:30 hoping to feel better by then. But though it really didn’t work out that way, we were still able to pull out of the park by 10am, only  an hour late.

As we approached the weigh station I saw flashing red and blue lights so I was prepared to abort. But then I saw it was the Highway Patrol who had someone pulled over right at the entrance, so I pulled on in.

This weigh station only has a single platform so the front and rear wheels have to be weighed separately.  For the front I got 12,050 pounds, and 18,750 on the rear for a total of 30,800 pounds, comfortably below our Max GVWR of 32,000. And this total includes a full Fresh Water tank, a full Grey Tank, and a full Black Tank.

And me.



So that’s 834 + 500 + 350 pounds for a total of 1,684 pounds.

And me.

I just didn’t feel like fooling with backing up and doing a side to side weight. And we’ve never had more than 100 pounds difference between the two sides anyway.

So it was on to the Fred Meyer’s to take on some diesel, and unlike yesterday, it went very smoothly . . . and quickly.



I dumped my bottle of Diesel Kleen in the tank first and then the guy started the pump.

Actually pretty easy. Of course they weren’t near a busy as yesterday.

Finished fueling up, we had to wander the parking lot for a few minutes until we found a place to hook up the toad. Or at least hook up the toad and then still be able to navigate out of the lot.

But finally we were back on US97N a little after 11am.

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And I’m going to continue this tomorrow when I’m feeling batter.


Thought for the Day:

Life is not a fairy tale. If you lose your shoe at midnight, you’re drunk.

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