‘Buy an RV’, my husband said ‘and see the world.’
Hmm. If his world is the Freightliner parking lot, then we’ve fulfilled his dream. My dream was a bit different.
Yes, we are back at Freightliner with the same problem: we’re driving along at 60 mph, on a flat road with outside temps at 79 and our cooling warning light comes on and we get this screal in our ears. What’s wrong with this scenario? Lots. As I related on 9/17, we elected to continue on to Montrose where we had a reservation rather than backtracking to Grand Junction for more repairs. Today, it’s Saturday and, thinking we might be able to get into Freightliner today and wanting to avoid Sunday’s thunderstorms and high winds, we drove back to Grand Junction. We ONLY had the cooling problems twice on this trip, probably because it’s downhill from Montrose to Grand Junction. We can coast with minor problems. All we need to find is downhills.
So, here we are in the Freightliner parking lot, waiting until Monday when they might be able to fit us in.
Gary’s pretty mechanical and likes to see if he can find the problem himself, because, if he can find it, either he can fix it or can point it out to the mechanic. Either way, we can save money. At $135 per hour, why pay a mechanic to take up flooring. We'd rather pay a mechanic to fix the engine. Is this his favorite thing to do? Guess again. He would rather that nothing break. However, things break. So, while we were sitting here in the lot, he took apart some of our flooring to get to the engine. Here he is in a typical pose, looking at something mechanical to see how it works.
Boondocking with the BLM in Utah for 5 days was the plan, not dry camping in the Freightliner parking lot. But, hey, isn’t that part of the adventure?
And, as one of my co-workers used to say: ‘Can’t complain.’ Nope, and I’m not complaining. I”m just reveling in the irony. It is what it is. Besides, an old Taoist Saying has it best:
The journey is the reward
We can look out one window and see the Colorado National Monument. We can look out the other and see the Grand Mesa. We took a walk along the Blue Heron Trail, which goes for miles along the Gunnison River. There’s a wildlife refuge between the trail and the river and we saw deer, rabbits, ants, lots of ants and others biking along the trail. A beautiful walk alonside the river to end our day.
5.5 mi. 100’
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