The unplanned events our lives
I am not sincere, even when I say I am not. –Jules Renard
Well that was fun. 😛 First off let me say that I am very happy to be home. And the next time I say that I don’t need to bring my laptop somebody kick my ass and beat me over the head with it until I pack it. >_<
Next I need to say a great big huge THANK YOU to the following businesses/people-
Alpine Auto in Joseph Oregon. These people can and will save you hundreds of dollars where another mechanic might take your car for days then not fix the problem.
Rusty Wagons Restorations in La Grande Oregon. Wayne is an awesome guy. He sees someone in trouble and comes back to help. Not only saving Lyo’s and mine asses, but keeping me from having to spend the night in parking lot without a bathroom.
So what happened?
Well, let me start back over a week ago on Saturday.
Everything was set and packed for our trip over so Lyo could go Elk hunting with the boys (that’s another story). We jump in the rig and take off. We don’t even get 1/2 way to the valley and our van starts to over heat… boiling over and steaming. After limping the poor dear to the nearest gas station we let it rest then limp home. We then spend the rest of the day getting parts so that we can possibly leave late that night or the next day.
Turns out it will be the following day. Stupid fading sunlight and all that. 😉 We get on the road and everything is fine. Until we hit the River’s East side. 😦 We start to hit the red zone a few times. But with a bit of gentle driving we make it to a rest stop for the night. We are relieved, but worried. What could possibly be wrong? And we still have to climb this slalom called Cabbage Hill. Long story short here- we leave at like 3am and get to Joseph then up to camp safely. Thank the gods for favors. 🙂
We bring the van back down after unloading our gear and take our poor vehicle to Alpine Auto (see above). Yay! The van runs great!
So season runs along and everything is okay. Last day one of the group gets an animal so the rest of the day is breaking down the animal and the camp. Lyo and I decide that since it is supposed to snow we’re going to take off.
We get out of Joseph and head for La Grande. We get into Island City and the next thing we know is one of the trailer tires is suddenly gone. There were sparks. There was loud noises. And we were no where near the shoulder. So we have to drag our Gypsy trailer over to the side then spend the next 20-30 minutes hunting down the parts that flew off.
After calling for a tow Wayne stops and offers to help us out since he has a full shop just around the corner. Wayne didn’t charge us for storing our trailer (he even offered to let us stay there for the night) and he tried to short change himself when it came time to pay him.
In any event. We made it home last night (a night late). And now I’ve got a lot of unpacking before I can rest up for work tomorrow. And I’ll tell you about the boys in camp another time. 😀