Monthly Archives: May 2015
July in Prescott?
Well, the repair estimate was submitted to National General Insurance on Saturday, and we’re now waiting to hear back from them with the approval.
Stan, the service manager here at Affinity, said that some of the parts might take a month to come in after they’re ordered. He said that we’re probably looking at 6 to 8 weeks here. Bummer! But at least we’re pretty comfortable and can stay in the rig instead of a hotel/motel.
The one big change in our schedule is our planned family reunion in Illinois over Memorial Day Weekend. So since we’re not going to be traveling in the rig by then, we now plan on driving the truck back there, probably in two 750 mile days.
I wanted to see what it was supposed to look like under the wheel well, so later in the afternoon I crawled underneath the rig on the driver’s side to take a look.
Here’s what the filler hose should look like on the passenger side.
As part of all this, I was wondering why there wasn’t any type of shielding protecting the filler hose. Well, based on what I saw on the driver’s side, there was, before the blowout.
On the blowout side, all that’s left of the shield is this twisted angle bracket.
Here’s what it was supposed to look like, pre-blowout.
There is a heavy mud flap hanging down from the bracket, reinforced by a vertical piece of angle iron. So it looks like all that got ripped away, leaving only the bent bracket.
Lowell sent over a photo of the backyard slide they got for Landon. He enjoyed the ones they rented for his birthdays, so they got a great deal on this one by buying during the wintertime.
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Thought for the Day:
“Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society.” — Mark Twain
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Steak and Bread . . .
Early this morning, as a Mother’s Day tribute, I posted this photo of my mother taken during WWII.
She was a Captain in the Army Nurse Corp, and was Chief of Nursing at West Point Military Academy in 1945. In August she and her nurses were ordered to report to New Orleans to ship out to the Pacific for the final attack on the islands of Japan. My mother was held back for a few days because she had the flu, but her nurses were already on the train heading south, with her soon to follow.
Then Little Boy and Fat Man were dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan. At that point, the trains turned around, and the war was over.
I forgot to mention yesterday that when Phyllis and Dick showed up, they brought food, always appreciated. Delicious Cinnamon Bread that Phyllis baked. Really good with our morning coffee.
Thanks, Phyllis.
For Mother’s Day this morning I took Jan to Texas Roadhouse, one of our favorite steak places. And today was not a disappointment.
Figuring they would be pretty busy, I thought if we got there about 15 minutes before they were suppose to open at 11am, we would get in fairly quickly when they opened. As it turned, they had opened at 10:30, and we were just about the first people to be seated and served.
After starting with really good salads, Jan got a 8oz. Filet, while I went with my usual 16oz. Ribeye.
This was a very good steak, tender, juicy, with nice charred edges. One of my best Texas Roadhouse steaks. And in fact, we both had steak left over, so that with some of their rolls, we had nice steak sandwiches for supper.
We apparently timed our arrival perfectly. because by 11:15, when we were well into our steaks, the place was full and there was a wait.
Later in the afternoon, I remove the switches from the pedestal next to the door to take a look at the shredded wiring. What I found was the wires had been yanked off the switches and pulled down in the hole.leading to the wheel well.
The blowout actually pulled the pins and wires out of the molex plug on the back on the Intellitec Battery Disconnect panel. You can also see how the spade connectors on the light switches are bent down from the force for the pull.
Next I took apart the pedestal to see what was what.
Then a little before sundown, so I could see underneath the rig easier, I crawled under to get a better look at the damage.
By crawling underneath I could see the entire fill tube had been completely ripped out. The gold item is the fuel cap.
And above you can see in the photo above where it was torn out behind the filler door.
This steel brace was ripped out and bent, showing the force of the blowout.
After giving Affinity a week to show some progress, I going to start my own search for parts and info. Between American Coach, Spartan, and Colaw’s RV Salvage, hopefully I can get a handle on things.
We’ll see.
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Thought for the Day:
“Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered…”-Thomas Paine. 1776
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