So we are leaving today for Big Sur. It is absolutely our favorite place ever to camp. Big tall trees and and great swimming hole with a huge rock to jump off of. 
But, each and every time we go there, something always happens to our vehicle/trailer. It always turns into a fiasco and we later laugh our heads off.
The first year, on the way there, we had a tire blowout on the trailer on the 101. Had to pull over on the off ramp so Lenny could change the tire. We got to San Luis Obispo to stay at my aunt's house. Lenny spent the WHOLE next day looking for a place open on Sundays so he could buy two new tires. We got a day late start on our vacation. Then on the way home, our van conked out. Fuel tank issues. Had to wait for AAA to drive to Big Sur to pick us and the van and the trailer up and drive us back to San Luis. My very gracious aunt said "no problem. Stay and get your van fixed." She lives in a VERY HOITY TOITY gated golf course community. Here we come with this diesel AAA truck towing us into the gated community. We spent the next two days with Lenny underneath our van in the street with the fuel tank on the ground. You could only see his legs peeking out from under. We got a lot looks and glares on that one. Oh... and he had a horrible case of poison oak. Very ugly, very pus filled and super red. He looked like he had leporsy.
The second year, another blowout on the vanon the way home. Ponch and Jon from CHiPs had to pull over and make sure everything was ok. Got back to Sandra's house in San Luis. Spent the whole next day getting tires for the van on a Sunday again.
Last year, while we were in the campground,we kept noticing a fuel smell. Didn't think much of it. On the way home, people were honking at us, telling us to pull over. Sure enough....major fuel leak. MAJOR. If the truck was off, no problem, but to drive it would be to spew out diesel fuel. So here is what we did. We did Mr. Toad's Wild Ride all the way home. We tried to outrun the fuel leak. We went quite fast and very much over the speed limit to make it home. We had to refuel many times but we made it. Got home and took it right to the Ford dealer to get it fixed.
This year, this morning, I went out the to trailer to put the food away. Fridge doesn't work. Hmmmm. Could this be a sign? Oh well, we loaded up THREE ice chests and called it good. No worries, at least it isn't anything mechanical this time. Phewww. I go into the truck to get the DVD player hooked up. Battery is dead and the keys will not come out of the ignition. Aaarrrrgh.. Looks like the problems are happening this time before we even get off of the driveway.
Check back in a week to see what happens.
3 comments:
Oh my gosh!! I will start praying for you all now. I will pray everyone and every vehicle makes it home in one piece. Well at least you can never say your trips are boring right? Besides it builds character.....ya' right!! :)When stuff like that happens to us we always say,"good times, good times" Love Christy H
Donna, Once again I am busting up over here reading your blog. I can hardly wait to hear about your trip when you return. Hope it goes well and you have a blast!
That is too funny! I will defintely check back here in a week to see what kind of adventure the Gisberts had! I still think there ought to be a reality show on you guys!!!
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