Moving on – to Jefferson, OH: Tight Spaces

7/23/13 Tuesday at Jefferson, OH (Kenisee Lakes-TT)

Well, this morning turned into a frustrating, scary time. Last night, feeling confident about the slides, we left them out until the morning. Since we got up by 6:45 am and were through with breakfast by 8, John said “Looks like we’ll surely be leaving by 9” and I agreed. Not so much.

So we got the bedroom slide in, with lots of debris to clean off, easily. Then the dining room slide took a bit of time, gently working it in, but no bad sticking like it’s done before. Now the kitchen slide had come in last time like a dream. This time it got really stuck at the same corner (top). It just would not move in, no matter what John did. You know, we can’t move the rig until all slides are in. If we had to call a repair service, they’d have to come to us. Just imagine how long and expensive that proposition would be. Finally, after applying silicone spray (to lubricate) and hair dryer (to dry), he pulled back the seal and discovered that a screw was blocking its path through the “window” of the rig. It was located in an area where he couldn’t reach it with a screw driver. The best he could think of was filing it down which would take at least an hour. I remembered that it went smoothly at our last campsite, so I suggested that using the jacks to change how level that side was might move the slide away enough to slip past that screw. So we tried that and it worked!! Wow. I’m so thrilled that John diagnosed the problem correctly and that we found a reasonable solution for now. When we arrive, we can work on getting that screw out, maybe putting a rivet in its place. Our slides are especially temperamental because they have such a tiny tolerance at the top-very small space for the slide to fit into the “window”.

SO, even after expending all that time and effort, we managed to leave the park by 9:30 am. Whew!

We followed OH-18 (because OH 58 was closed in Wellington), and stayed on OH 18 until I-71, which led us to I-271, which goes around Cleveland, then it becomes I-90. Spokanites will recognize it as the very Interstate that cuts through our town! Cool, getting to ride it here in the east. Unfortunately, since it’s summer, we’ve run into about 6 (Update: actually 9) miles of construction, so tight going. John did fine, with his nerves of steel!

Another nice thing is the weather prediction: sunny until afternoon thunderstorms. So it was. We arrived before noon and were settled in before the storms came. Plus, oh joy, a site with everything: 3 pts. (power, water, sewer) plus satellite reception. John tried to use his “Dishpointer Pro” app on his phone at our site, but the sun was too bright. He did once the dark clouds moved in and we could see the satellites, just where are dish is pointed. We got our laundry started right after lunch. We walked to where a lady had gotten her rig stuck in the mud (very, very wet here), so we watched the small tow truck struggle to pull her class A motor home out. No dice. The rain started, so we headed home. Later, we noticed a humungous tow truck had succeeded in pulling her not only out, but into her campsite. The rest of the day we spent relaxing.

Our quiet evening consisted of leftover spaghetti with wine, then a walk around the campground until another downpour arrived, so we rushed to Miss Zanzibar.

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About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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