Life on the road. Again, we find ourselves traveling to a place that will suit the person providing the repair. Between Montgomery and Lumberton we discovered the brake lights weren’t working. That’s worth a visit from an RV repair guy. In the meantime, I hit the emergency blinkers every time I apply the brakes so the people behind us will know something is going on when we’re stopping. Judy called around and found a mobile RV repair guy who directed us to a park on the east side of Houston. Rolled in about lunch. Rusty showed up about two. Wow, was he good. Fixed the brake lights; replaced a relay. Asked if we had something harder. Fixed a heater vent. Fixed a bedroom slide leak. Fixed the brake pedal cruise control disengage. Fixed the “step-out” light on the dash board. Asked again if we had something harder. Told us how to fix three other things he knew how to fix but couldn’t without the Beaver Coach specific parts.
We keep a list of things that need attention. Imagine subjecting your house to a constant magnitude six earthquake. There is always something on the list. Part of life on the road. Less things on the list now, thanks to Rusty.
That was yesterday. Lots of rain and mud. We made good use of the mud boots we bought in Corpus Christi this year. After a very stormy night in Houston we moved west. A two big-city day. We’re very careful with big city driving. Hard to change lanes in heavy traffic when you’re this long. We went through Houston after rush hour without incident and made it through San Antonio before rush hour. A good day. The sun came out west of San Antonio. We stopped in Kerrville. Buckhorn RV Resort.
