Since it’s such a short drive to Congress, and the guy who runs the scales does this only on Fridays, we decided to make the journey, no matter how we felt. Even though I hadn’t eaten since breakfast yesterday, I decided to forego today’s breakfast (my body still wasn’t receptive), we readied the RV for the trip and we were off. Our only hitch was getting gas. To be weighed properly, we had to gas up and, because the gas is more expensive in Congress than in the Phoenix area, we tried to get gas on the outskirts of Phoenix before we headed up the road. Now, if there’s one time when Gary and I spit at each other, even after 40 years of marriage, it’s when we try to gas up at some location other than on an interstate.
Here’s the scene: Gary’s driving down the road in a 57’ long RV/Jeep combination. I have the I Phone looking at Gas Buddy trying to get the best price. Does Gas Buddy tell me if the gas station with the best price can handle a 57’ rig? Nope. That means I’ve got to go to a mapping program to see the size of the station. Meanwhile, we’re moving on down the highway and by the time I’ve found a station with a good price that we can get into, we’re 10 miles on down the road. Why not stop, you ask? Well, it’s a 57’ rig - you want me to pull into a Starbucks to turn around? So, sometimes we spit a bit. Actually, we do stop sometimes to get a reading on gas stations but this road had no convenient LARGE spots for us to pull into, turn around safely and stop. So, we continued on.
But we finally found a gas station and here we are, all fueled up and ready to go. But - what’s that in front of us?
Some yahoo snuck in to get some gas at the same pillar and - his car won’t start. He’s on our front bumper, his starter won’t start and we can’t back up with the Jeep in tow. Neato. His girl friend is on the phone for help but we need to get him out of there if we are to get on our way. How about the old ‘put it in neutral and push?’ Worked for us. He and Gary got it into a parking space so they weren’t blocking traffic and we were out of there.
Yes, we did get our gas, made it to Congress in one piece and got weighed. We are very evenly distributed so we feel good about that. We asked the guy if he ever had RV’s that were really off balance. Yes, he says. His favorite line when that happens is: ’This might be the time that you should rethink that large collection of rocks you’re carrying.’ O-o-o-h. He gets some sheepish grins - maybe not such a bad guess.
We got into dry camping (which means we had no hook-ups.) before we realized that generator use was not allowed. Now, dry camping only works if we can use our generator to recharge our batteries. We then checked our I Phone and saw that freezing temps were predicted. When it got dark, and only after it was really dark, Gary, who knows about these things, decided that the combination of cold temps and lack of generator use meant that our batteries might die before we awoke. So, we readied the RV to move and, in the dark, we moved the RV, backing it into a campsite near where we were. When we got done, and only after Gary had hooked up the electricity, the moon, the full moon, came out and lit the whole area as if it were day.
And, we’re off to bed. None too soon the way we feel.
And, what have I had to eat today? A fiber bar, a small bowl of hash, a glass of milk, a piece of fudge and 3 crackers. Seems that fudge and crackers go down pretty smoothly - wonder why. Anything else, I get horrible cramps and am terribly uncomfortable.
Gary and I are thinking that we got some food poisoning somewhere but have no idea where. But we’re both not feeling well
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