We had a terrible scare on the 5th of July. We had returned to the MH for a night's rest when we got a call from our daughter, Wendy, in Lubbock, wanting to know what was happening with Erin, our youngest granddaughter. It seems that shortly after we left Tonya's for the evening, Erin experienced a seizure and Donnie had Tweeted that they were in the ambulance on the way to the hospital. Since we did not have a Twitter account, we did not know what was happening, and in the rush to the hospital know one had called. In this modern world of social networking, tweeting was the quickest way to let friends know that Erin needed their prayers. We rushed to the hospital and they were already in the ER and everything was going well. It appears that she had a febrile seizure. These are seizures that are brought on by a rapid rise in body temperature. Erin had been a little under the weather, but it did not seem serious. For reasons known only to God, Tonya went upstairs to check on her after putting her to bed. Tonya brought her downstairs just as the seizure began. After a long grueling night in the ER and after pee'ing in a cup (Erin is very advanced for a 9 month old), everyone is doing well. All the prayers were answered and they now know that Erin needs medication as soon as she develops fever for any reason. It is a condition that is normally outgrown, thank goodness.
We have moved from campground to campground a couple of times. The KOA where we were staying was not the best. We have stayed there in the past and it was very nice and well kept. Things have gone down hill however, so we started looking for another place. We found it at Cane Creek Campground in Waxhaw, NC which is closer to my daughter's family in Indian Trail. It is a very nice county run facility on a small lake and is very woodsy, as you can see from the picture.
Of course the move was not as easy as it sounds. We decided to wash the MH before we moved and as luck would have it, the campground owner stopped by and informed us that there was a 50% chance of rain that day. Too late we had already finished. We decided to wait until the skies cleared and the roads were dry. Well that didn't work either. About a quarter mile after we left, Sherree noticed we had left the small awning over the entry door out, but she was able to bring it in on the fly. Thank goodness for remotes. Then the skies opened up and we were drenched and the roads were wet. Fortunately the rain did not last long and we made it to Cane Creek, but not without incident. Surely you didn't expect this to go smoothly. I must say the NC road signs are terrible. We were following the GPS and came to a T in the road. We were on Cane Creek road and it T'd into Cane Creek Road. Left or right??? The GPS was no help so I guessed left. Wrong guess. Now it takes some room to turn a 40 ft. MH and towed pickup around. I found what I thought was a good place. Second wrong decision. We managed to block the road and Sherree had to direct traffic as I unhooked the pickup.
Notice the flashing light. Not a good place to hold up traffic!
We are getting so good at unhooking it, that little time was wasted but we got a lot of inquires offering assistance. The roads may not be well marked but the people were nice. When we got to Cane Creek we backed into our spot and in extending the driver's side slide we discovered we were too close to the trees. We had to bring in the sides and the leveling jacks and move the MH over about 2 feet. Finally we were successfully hooked up.
We have not gone unscathed as far as the "Peek Luck", or curse as my daughter says. We had some problems with our satellite dish and had to have some parts replaced, but that was covered by warranty. We had an opportunity one day to do a little riding on our scooter to see the countryside as we were checking out camp sites to move too. We missed a turn and in making a u-turn in the road I managed to lose it and the bike tipped over with us on it. It was at the bottom of a hill and the adrenaline was flowing as we picked up the 600 lb. scooter. Actually I think Sherree could have picked it up by herself. We were not hurt, nor was the scooter, but I was embarrassed more that anything. In 42 years of riding I have never done that.
I have mentioned the overheating problem in previous posts so we decided to stop by the Freightliner manufacturing facility in Gaffney, SC to have it checked out. They discovered that the computer that manages all the gauges was mismatched to the engine. Of course, as our luck would have it, the part was not available. It has been ordered and we are stopping by as we head back to North Carolina from Atlanta where we have been visiting our close friends, Nita and Paul Crowder. More about that in a later post. There was one last "Peek Luck" episode however. After fueling up in Gaffney at a Walmart, we pulled in the parking lot to hook up the truck. We had left it unhooked due to space constraints at the Walmart fueling station. We hooked up the truck and the Easy Brake, our supplementary braking system, said we had blown a stoplight fuse and it would not work. Replaced the fuse and it still did not work. Now what? We decided to head on into Atlanta without the Easy Brake and check it out when we arrived. Turns out it was not blown fuse nor a bad bulb, but a loose connection in the tail light . It's now repaired and Easy Brake is happy. Next stop, Atlanta, GA and our friends, the Crowders.
