What a first day at the seasonal!
I arrived at the camper after traveling 900 miles in2 days, normally I drive straight through. I thought I was doing good by getting into town by 4:20, even had Time to pick up a hot meal at the deli. This is where my luck ended. I plugged in the camper and hooked the water hose up and went to run the slide out. The slide went out a foot or so and stopped. I could hear the pump running or cavatating, low hydraulic fluid. In order to add fluid you have to have the slide out, see the catch 22 here.
I borrowed a couple of wrenches and some transmission fluid from the campground. I crawled under the camper and disconnected the hydraulic ram aand used a wrench to open the slideout. I was then able to add oil and with the help of a neighbor reconnect the ram.
Next I went to add water to the black tank by putting in a block of wood to hold the toilet open and water valve open. I received a phone call and forgot about the toilet until I seen water in the hallway.
Now the dog part. Mikko and Bud were determined to ((help)) with cleanup so I put them outside (fenced yard). I got everything cleaned up and went to let Mikko and Bud in, but no Bud.
I went to unload my new Yamaha Zuma scooter to look for Bud. The ramp slipped and I broke off a rear turn signal.
A neighbor and his wife and I spent the next two hours until dark looking for Bud. Where I'm at it would be slim chance of survival for a city dog because of wolves. It became so dark we had to give up.
The guy's wife asked if I checked the shed (where I keep the electric cord and hose). I always close the door when I get something out and the door was closed so I never thought about checking there.
Sure enough Bud went in the shed and closed the door and took a nap while we searched frantically for him.
I cannot describe how ecstatic I was in finding Bud safe and sound.
The next night I fixed a meal for the couple that helped me search for two hours for a dog that wasn't lost. Very few people would be willing to do such a thing.
All my problems disappeared after finding Bud.
I borrowed a couple of wrenches and some transmission fluid from the campground. I crawled under the camper and disconnected the hydraulic ram aand used a wrench to open the slideout. I was then able to add oil and with the help of a neighbor reconnect the ram.
Next I went to add water to the black tank by putting in a block of wood to hold the toilet open and water valve open. I received a phone call and forgot about the toilet until I seen water in the hallway.
Now the dog part. Mikko and Bud were determined to ((help)) with cleanup so I put them outside (fenced yard). I got everything cleaned up and went to let Mikko and Bud in, but no Bud.
I went to unload my new Yamaha Zuma scooter to look for Bud. The ramp slipped and I broke off a rear turn signal.
A neighbor and his wife and I spent the next two hours until dark looking for Bud. Where I'm at it would be slim chance of survival for a city dog because of wolves. It became so dark we had to give up.
The guy's wife asked if I checked the shed (where I keep the electric cord and hose). I always close the door when I get something out and the door was closed so I never thought about checking there.
Sure enough Bud went in the shed and closed the door and took a nap while we searched frantically for him.
I cannot describe how ecstatic I was in finding Bud safe and sound.
The next night I fixed a meal for the couple that helped me search for two hours for a dog that wasn't lost. Very few people would be willing to do such a thing.
All my problems disappeared after finding Bud.
