Running down the road heading west. Everything was going just fine and then, all of sudden, something didn't feel right. Then the severe shaking started. Luckily I was within a few hundred yards of an exit. Took the exit and found myself in the middle of no-where. The only building in sight (and you can see for ever in west Texas) was a tiny little gas station with only two pumps. I was just a little over 50 miles from Fort Stockton. Now what do I do? I looked underneath, checked the inside dull tires, and everything else I could think of. Then I noticed that the rear end was almost dragging on the road!! Something just ain't right.
My wife pulled out our Verizon hot spot portable wi-fi. She searched the internet for some mechanic that does road service for RV's. Found one and gave them a call. The person who answered was a referral service and charged almost a hundred bucks to get me service. She had a guy call me and he said he would send out a couple of mechanics, but it would take several hours to get to me. They finally showed up and tried every trick in the book and but where I was sitting they couldn't get my unit jacked up far enough fix the problem but said they thought it was the actuator that puts air in the suspension system (air rides). They said I had to take it somewhere they could work on it. One mechanic rode with me and the other drove a truck behind. We crept along and finally got to Ft. Stockton. It was getting late so they told me that they would fix it the next day. I stopped at the first RV park for the night and they came by the next morning and directed me to an abandoned gas station where they could work in more comfort. Here are some pictures:
The best part of the trip so far was meeting with The Old Fatman, Barney. He was nice enough to come and see me at Alpine. I believe we have a lot in common. Here is proof of his visit:
And of course I had to get my ugly mug into the picture. I make Barney look really good!! He is a great guy and my wife and I had a great time visiting with him, although our youngest dog had her doubts (grin).
Meeting and visiting with a great guy like Barney made my trip with all the problems worthwhile. Now, you all have a great day, you hear?