In Thunder Bay there is a very emotional memorial tribute to Terry Fox. He was diagnosed with cancer and had his leg amputated as a result. He ran all over North America to raise awareness and raise funds to fight this disease. One gets a very emotional reaction seeing this in person.
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Happyland campground: I am in the RV doing cloud things and I hear John E Hannon yell out "Hey buddy! It fell off!" WTH? I look out and see the driver then punching the gas in the UHAUL as if putting the hammer down on the throttle will make it less falling off only to see the camper *ss over tea kettle with it's front hook ups digging a vast and impressive trench in the road before it came to a complete stop. OUCH.
First night in Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada. We have pasta and Texas toast for dinner. In preparation for tomorrow, I take frozen burgers out of the freezer. I cannot separate them. I ask John to assist. Next thing I see is the Anthony Bourdain knife in John's hand. He gets the burgers separated but in the process stabs himself pretty impressively in the palm of his hand! Battle stations for dressings and steri strips! He's fine for now, doesn't look toooooo deep. What a day he's having. Between all the construction and narrow lanes and ridiculous drivers, this is not the way to end his day.
For the past several days the transfer case neutral switch activation system has been acting up. When you flat tow (pull behind) the RV, the vehicle's all four wheels will turn with the car turned off. When you disconnect the car, you have to put it back in normal driving status. Ours was staying in neutral or randomly reverting back and forth. Today, John could not get the neutral switch to turn off. This means that when you turn the car on the park, drive, reverse will not work nor will the brakes work. He did extensive researching and trouble shooting. He decided we will have to call AAA to have the Jeep towed to the nearest dealer. But! He decided on one last try to fix it: With WD 40, a filet knife and Bic pen in hand he went to work. 10 minutes later, we are on the road and all is fixed! He thought it might just be the neutral switch portal might be dirty. He cleaned it up and forced it back into position! VOILA! Watch and learn people!
Just as I lean down to give Marla Truex Jr. pets, John says "Wait! She was laying over there, poison ivy is over there!" Too late, I already petted her. 24 hours later: both forearms blistery rash. 24 hours later: The whole chest and torso are covered with hives. GREAT. If no improvement by tomorrow, we are spending Saturday morning at urgent care for a steroid dose pack. Lovely. For those who are curious...that's why I don't garden lol. The last time this happened I had a talk in San Diego on the heels of getting exposed to it in Harwinton. Yes, I should have been a princess in this life.
Hayward, WI: Just pulled in and got all set up. I took the pups for a very, very long walk to get their zoomies out. When we got back to the camper I hooked them both up on their leads outside. Marla Truex Jr, immediately went under the picnic table and took a nap. Piper had to walk around every vertical object in a 12 foot radius. Around the picnic table legs, around the fence posts, for extra points she went around the gas line under the camper. She literally spun a web around us. We tell her to chill but she has to explore. I keep getting up and untangling her. Dang gurl!
The other day John notices the passenger side headlight is not working. After hearing Chelle's mugging at her Jeep dealership to the tune of +$3000 to fix her headlight, John was having stress about having to change ours on the road, without his fully stocked tools from the house. After removing the coolant reservoir, then disconnecting the electrical brains of the car, then removing the ridiculously small covering to the headlight compartment. He can get the tops of his fingers in there only and cannot grab the damn thing....twenty minutes have gone by..........I offer to help. I can't reach the stupid porthole without dragging the RV step over to lift me up to see. I put my arm in there up to my shoulder. My hand fit in the spot but no matter how hard I tried, I could not budge the lamp.
Twenty more minutes go by of John and I trying to get to the lamp. Meanwhile, across the way comes Nosemary the neighbor. John must have sensed him coming in with his spidey sense and went inside the RV to see about taking the front of the car off. Nosemary says "What are you doing?" and I tell him we are changing the light bulb in the headlight as it's not working." He then says "well why are you even bothering to do that? You just tow the car all along don'tcha?" I look at him (arm to shoulder still in the engine compartment) and say "well, it's for when we disconnect and actually drive the thing..." He says "ahhhh, I get it now." He walks back to his camper but did offer tools if we needed any. At this point, I am conjuring up the strength of She Ra to pull that lamp out as I am not willing to have the front of the Jeep taken off in a campground lol. Suddenly, I got a wee movement out of the lamp! Eureka! I just twisted with all my might and it came out! Hooray! I zoom into the RV and show John exhibit A. He was so happy! That only took an hour and a half ha ha. Just pulled into the Shawano,WI campground. John and I on the drivers side of the bus doing the hookups. On the passenger side of the bus Marla is relaxing under a picnic table and someone else who's name starts with P and ends with iper rolled around in stinky poo.
2:14 am in Fish Creek, Wisconsin I was awakened by a frantic, panting and freaked out Marla Truex Jr. She was panting and pacing and having high anxiety. I figured she had to go potty so I gussied her up (of course FOMO (Piper) had to come too) and out of the RV we went. Piper took about 7 steps and then decided it was too scary and stopped moving. I scooped her up and walked with Marla about 10 RV sites away for her to find her "spot." Nothing happening. So, we turn around and go back in, but on our way back I hear a Coyote or wolf howling at the brilliant full moon about a half mile off in the distance. No wonder she was freaking out! It was the howling! I put them back to bed and Marla did calm down after a million pets. Only to be rudely awakened again by Piper who is loving this crisp north air! "Wake up! Dance with me! Let's party!" as she was running all over, tail wagging and jumping on Marla for her to play! She was banking off the walls and spinning around like a crazy woman!
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