We managed a day and a half plugged into the 30 amp outlet on the pedestal for the unoccupied RV site behind us, and then yesterday it started tripping over and over again, even though we had 120 volts and were only drawing eighteen amps. When I went out to reset it, the breaker was so hot I could not hold my finger on it. Well that’s not going to work!
All of the pedestals on our row are old and obviously in need of service, but the folks at the Elks lodge don’t seem to understand that. They think if they stick a multimeter’s test prongs into an outlet and get a voltage reading it’s okay. They don’t seem to understand that when you put any load on a circuit and it blows there might be a problem, and insist it has to be the fault of the RV.
Fortunately, there is one row of RV sites they just put in last year, so I went to plan F and moved over to one of those sites, which have shiny new electrical pedestals with shiny new breakers. Guess what? We now have strong 50 amp power coming in with no problems.
Once we were moved and set up, we drove over to my daughter Tiffany’s house to check in on granddaughter Hailey. She was asleep when we got there, but woke up after a little while and said her broken arm wasn’t hurting too much.
Do you realize that if we could figure out a way to harness the energy that just two little girls have, we could end our dependence on foreign oil within an hour or two? I know this because after just a couple of hours those little girls had worn me out completely! We wrestled, played magic tricks on each other, told knock-knock jokes, and watched cartoons. And that was all in the first fifteen minutes!
Fortunately, Tiffany and Scott have a very comfy sofa with a built-in recliner, so I didn’t have far to fall when they wore me out. Terry took a couple of pictures while I snoozed and first Hailey and then Destiny kept me company. By the looks on their faces, I think they are thinking “Uh-oh, we broke Grandpa!”
And there’s nothing better to get the blood flowing again after an afternoon nap then a puppy fix. Here is Nola, the girls’ beautiful brindle boxer, giving me lots of loves. A grandkid and a puppy fix all in one day! Life is good.
Back at home, and after one of Miss Terry’s delicious dinners, I finished a project I’ve been working on, another one of our RV guides. This one is called Hitching Post and is our reviews of RV parks where we have visited over the years, both the good and the bad. The printed version will be $7.50, and the e-book PDF version is $6.50. But as a special limited time offer, you can order a copy of the e-book for just $5 with this link. Order today and save yourself a buck or two.
Terry’s folks keep their motorhome on a permanent site at the Hon-Dah RV Park and will be coming up to the mountains today to settle in for the summer, so today we’ll go help them get settled in. The air is a lot thinner at this elevation and it’s easy to overdo it and get yourself in trouble until your body has time to acclimate, but I know my father-in-law well enough to know that he’ll be going at it full speed ahead until the job is done.
Thought For The Day – Nobody on their deathbed ever said "I wish I had worked more overtime."