We were up at 7:30 yesterday morning, which makes two days in a row that we were up way too early. But we wanted to get on the road and out of Nevada. After checking e-mail and taking care of a couple of things online, and then a stop at the T/A truck stop in Sparks for fuel, we were on the road a little before 10.
It was eighteen miles to the California state line, and almost immediately after leaving Reno, Interstate 80 begins the long climb up the Sierra Nevada Mountains. We noticed that we still had the same vibration that we had spent all day Thursday trying to get diagnosed, though it didn’t seem quite as bad to us.
The road is rough as a cob and really bounced us around, and about 30 or 40 miles into the trip we hit a particularly bone jarring pothole. And suddenly the vibration was gone! For the rest of the climb up to Donner Pass, at over 7,000 feet, the motorhome purred right along, and then on the long 46 mile descent with the exhaust brake on, it was as smooth as anyone could ask for.
So where did the vibration go? We have no idea, but this reinforces what several people and three different mechanics told us, that it was caused by the exhaust pipe making contact with the RV’s frame and telegraphing it through the rig. I think that really hard jolt we took moved whatever was making that contact just enough to solve the problem. Hopefully we won’t hit another bump and knock it back to where it was causing the problem.
Somewhere between when I wrote Thursday’s blog and our departure yesterday morning we used our fulltime RVers’ prerogative to stir the Jello and changed our route. After passing Donner Summit and Donner Memorial State Park, where the unfortunate pioneers of the Donner Party are remembered, we continued west on Interstate 80 to Sacramento.
Traffic was a stop and go snarl of impatient drivers that continued bumper to bumper more or less all the way to Vallejo, where we took State Route 37 around the top of San Francisco Bay to U.S. Highway 101, and then north to Santa Rosa. For much of the way we crawled along at no more than 5 – 10 miles per hour, then would speed up to 55 for a couple of miles before traffic ground to a halt again.
About 3:30 we arrived at the Sonoma County Fairgrounds RV Park, which is basically a big gravel parking lot with full hookup 30/50 amp pull-through RV sites. Nothing is cheap in California, including RV camping. With our Passport America discount we paid $60 for two nights. That’s more than we usually pay for a campground, but there are a couple of things we want to see here to get stories for the Gypsy Journal, so it’s worth it.
After we were parked and hooked up we ran into town for dinner at a good pizza place called NY Pie. When we were leaving we saw this fellow and his furry friends. What do you think, professional dog walker or extreme pet owner?
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Thought For The Day – We all have our own path to follow.