Day 1
Let the travels begin.
Our Puget Pullers RV Club is heading off for the clubs “2 Dakotas’ Long
Trip” We will travel through the states
of WA, MT, ND, SD, & WY and back home to WA again of course. There will be several of the big rigs
involved, so it looks like we are going to have a great time
As we drove along I-90 out of Moses Lake, WA we could see an
in-progress forest fire that had devoured all the vegetation off the face of
the hill which we could see, as well as laid claim to at least 62 homes. Despite the devastation, the resulting
smoke filled the afternoon sky with a grayish haze that translated into a beautiful
sunset, full of hues and pastels of red, orange and purple, offset by silver
lined orange-grey clouds. The rays of
the sun had been diffused by the smoke into a pallet of soft dusty colors.
Driving thru the wheat fields of eastern Washington in 99
deg. Heat I found that a couple of drops of doTerra’s “Citrus Bliss-Invigorating
Blend” placed on a small sponge and then stuck into one of the air vents, made
it quite bearable. The sweet smell of
citrus gave us the sense that we were off on Hawaiian holiday. Go doTerra.
After pulling the big rig 335 miles from Gig Harbor, WA, to
Post Falls ID, we pulled into the Coeur d’Alene RV Park where we met up with
the rest of our traveling companions. It
looked as if every RV owner in the state had the same as we did, filling up the
later part of August with an RV trip, as out of the 189 RV sites, we managed to
snag the last available one.
The rest of the group had already arrived and the finger
food pot luck that they were enjoying was a welcome feast after a long day of Coke, Snickers bars and Peanut M&M’s.
There is always something that goes wrong with someone’s rig
on a trip like this. I had the honor of
claiming one such problem. If it is a
particularly hot day and I run the Chevy DuraMax diesel all day in a hot
temperature of above 80 degrees, when I stop and turn off the engine, it won’t
always start again. I had taken it into
the Chevy dealership in Federal Way WA, and they replaced the fuel filter and miraculously
pronounced the problem solved. Don’t you
just love it when you pay $300 plus for a job that ends up as just slightly better
than throwing some pixie dust at the problem and yelling “be healed you demon”.
In the meantime I have
found that if I prime the fuel system,
by pressing up and down on the fuel filter priming pump, I can get the beast started; and it didn’t
cost me a cent, nor an intensive class in diesel mechanics at the local trade
school. Well we shall be paying that
dealership a visit again as soon as I return.
I've been wondering if your trip had started!
ReplyDeleteYou're in Coeur d’Alene? Oh my, one of my besties is there! What a small world! I can't wait to hear of your travels and see all your awesome pictures!
I thought you would be coming here afterwards? I guess it's just because I want to be hugging you! Looking forward to tomorrow's story!