Our Whistle Is Still Clean . . .
Jan and I were both up about 6:30 (5:30 in ‘real’ time) to finish up our travel day prep. Since I had done a lot of it yesterday, most of today’s tasks were inside the rig, putting away the TV and satellite stuff, setting up the trip/VMSpc computer, and stowing some odds and ends.
As always, I track everything I need to do to get ready to roll using the RV Checklist app on my Galaxy Tab.
This app keeps you on track even when you get distracted, especially important on the outside stuff. It’s a great problem, so check it out.
A few minutes after 8 am, Jan and I drove into Columbus to have our usual going-away breakfast, this time with Jim and Peri Dean, and their cute, and very funny granddaughter, Carly at Schobel’s Restaurant.
We again had to wait a while for the buffet to be set up, but we enjoyed talking with Jim and Peri, and getting to know Carly. And as usual we took longer than planned, probably talking more than eating. But our extended dining was made worse by Karma.
Jan says it was my fault, but me, I blame the cat. When we went to pay, I found I didn’t have my billfold with me. At that point, I remembered that when I went in Columbus yesterday to get oil for the rig, I pulled my billfold out of my pants and carried it in my hand since I was wearing my sweats. And then when I got back to the rig, I put it on the dashboard right where I would see it when we next left the rig.
Jim and Peri kindly offered to cover the check, but Jan said I needed to be punished by going back to the rig for my wallet. Meanie!
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So why didn’t I see it this morning, and why do blame the cat? Well, when I got back to the rig to bring my wallet back to the restaurant, I found that Karma, playing on the dashboard, had pulled out the curtain so it covered my wallet. Dang cat!
Finally getting back to the rig about 10:30, we were hooked up and pulling out at 11am, on the way to the Lake Conroe Thousand Trails 122 miles away. Getting out on US-71, heading down to I-10, we immediately ran into a strong headwind, which turned into a gusty side wind once we headed east on the Interstate.
And this led to us almost being side-swiped right after we merged onto the highway. An American National Logistics truck decided to pass me on the right, on what was actually the exit lane for Columbus. I don’t know why he was passing me on the right, but just as the end of his trailer started to pass our door, a wind gust caught him and pushed him our way.
Jan let out a yelp as I was already moving to the left, but not far since I already had a pickup passing me on that side. But luckily he got past us, but came within a inch or so taking out our mirror. Whew!
We made a rest stop just past Brookshire and I went outside to check for any oil blow-by from the slobber tube, and was happy to find none. So far, so good.
We pulled into a crowded park a little before 2pm and found a very un-level site in the ‘F’ section. So un-level that I may try to move to another site tomorrow sometime. After getting everything set up and connected, and due to the fact that the last several mornings have been early risings, Jan and I both took a nap.
Afternap, while Jan was fixing dinner, I went outside to check the slobber tube situation, and I was happy to find that not only was the slobber can still there,
but the rig and the toad were both clean as a whistle, with no signs of any oil.
I did not crawl under the rig to check the slobber can contents, but both the can and the clear vinyl tubing seemed oil free. I’ll check it out further in the next couple of days.
Thought for the Day:
“Skiing combines outdoor fun with knocking down trees with your face.” — Dave Barry
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