Gotta Fess Up. Guilty Conscience...
I don't know what your opinion of GS roadside assistance is, but I sure had them chasing shadows. Last January, we took our 4x4 Chevy 2500 and FW on a local trip to do some fishing. When we got to our campsite, we had to back up a pretty steep incline to get to level ground. My tires started slipping, so I put the TV in 4-wheel low and made it no problem.
We didn't have any luck fishing, but sure enjoyed the company of friends that were camping beside us.
On Sunday morning, we hooked up the FW, broke camp, and headed the 100 miles towards home. OMG, transmission problems. It wouldn't shift correctly. The engine was screaming at very high RPM, and we couldn't get up to speed. I pulled over and checked the transmission fluid, and hooked up an OBD scanner to see if anything was amiss. No problems were indicated. We pulled back on the highway and the speed limit increased to 65mph. We could barely hit 40 before we were nearly red-lined on the transmission. There was no way we were going to make it home safely. So we pulled off on a wide spot on the road.
We dug out our Good Sam roadside assistance card and made the call. They were amazing. The first comment from them was "are you in a safe place?". Once we assured the operator we were, he went out of his way to pinpoint our exact location and dispatch a tow truck that could handle our TV and FW. So, we sat for about 10 minutes, and it hit me like the proverbial "Ton of Bricks".....
I was still in 4-wheel low!!!! Good Lordy Agnes. How stupid of me. I felt like a four year old that was caught with my hand in the candy jar. I sheepishly called the GS agent and told him we didn't need the tow any more. He asked what happened and although I didn't really lie (okay, maybe I did a little), but I told him that it just started working fine! He called off the tow truck, and we headed for home at 65 uneventful MPH.
So there, I've come clean in a public forum.
We didn't have any luck fishing, but sure enjoyed the company of friends that were camping beside us.
On Sunday morning, we hooked up the FW, broke camp, and headed the 100 miles towards home. OMG, transmission problems. It wouldn't shift correctly. The engine was screaming at very high RPM, and we couldn't get up to speed. I pulled over and checked the transmission fluid, and hooked up an OBD scanner to see if anything was amiss. No problems were indicated. We pulled back on the highway and the speed limit increased to 65mph. We could barely hit 40 before we were nearly red-lined on the transmission. There was no way we were going to make it home safely. So we pulled off on a wide spot on the road.
We dug out our Good Sam roadside assistance card and made the call. They were amazing. The first comment from them was "are you in a safe place?". Once we assured the operator we were, he went out of his way to pinpoint our exact location and dispatch a tow truck that could handle our TV and FW. So, we sat for about 10 minutes, and it hit me like the proverbial "Ton of Bricks".....
I was still in 4-wheel low!!!! Good Lordy Agnes. How stupid of me. I felt like a four year old that was caught with my hand in the candy jar. I sheepishly called the GS agent and told him we didn't need the tow any more. He asked what happened and although I didn't really lie (okay, maybe I did a little), but I told him that it just started working fine! He called off the tow truck, and we headed for home at 65 uneventful MPH.
So there, I've come clean in a public forum.
