Late again! I was going to get this little project all set up before we left, but you know how that goes…the best intentions vs. the great snowstorm, etc.
So now we play catch up, and maybe by the time we get home, we will be doing this in real time.
We started on Sunday, March 18, and the first leg of our journey lasted about five seconds and we went about two feet. As careful as I try to be, and as astounding as it seems to me even now, when I installed our drop receiver and tow bar assembly into DD’s trailer hitch receiver, I managed to put the securing pin through the bar, but not through the holes in the receiver. That the parts are down low, all black...that I was wearing “shades” against the glare of the sun and snow...doesn’t matter. After saying our goodbyes to Eric and his friend, Chris, Diane and I mounted up and I started to ease forward for the climb up the driveway to the street. But in my rear view mirror, Eric was behaving strangely and Essie didn’t look right either. So I stopped to find the tow bar lying on the safety cables and Essie’s nose in the snow berm to the right of the driveway. But the rest was good news: (1) there was no damage; (2) the tow bar was not under tension, so was easily disconnected and re-rigged; and (3) Essie didn’t get stuck in the snow—I backed her right out and pulled into position for try two. So I learn another lesson about not overlooking the most basic operations.
And so we head for New Jersey....
The Home Stretch
About Us
- Dean and Diane
- East Stroudsburg, PA
- So we bought a motorhome a few years ago, and we couldn’t have been luckier to have found one that served all our needs so perfectly. We’ve now put 40,000 miles on her since purchase at 13,000, but our travels had always been limited by a need to return home for work, family, and the other mundane requirements of life. But then Diane retired, the children are doing well on their own, the house is well cared for, and daughter Meredith has assumed care of Diane’s mother. We are free at last! And if we don’t do it now, when? Our motorhome has a name. It’s from the “D”s in our names and follows from “The Double D Ranch,” what we call our permanent place in Northeast Pennsylvania. We could have spelled it “Didi” or “DeeDee,” it just seemed simpler to spell it “DD.” We have a long history of giving names to every vehicle we have ever owned. I guess we should mention that the car we tow (our “toad”) is named Essie. She’s a Saturn SC-2. Get it? So, we’re a little goofy, but we are blessed with an enduring love, a powerful partnership, two wonderful children, two grandchildren, and six wheels under our feet. The adventure begins!
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