Not the marriage... unless you've heard something I haven't. Yes, the way I like my adult beverage at the end of the day. But this is about real rocks.
In the site we are in, there is a rock and dirt wall behind us; it runs along the Virgin River. This morning, Izzy was intent on climbing up that wall, to show her "inner mountain lion."
This smells really good...
Yes, all Izzy, all the time.
When we were ready to pull out of the site, we did our usual light check. A while back, the electrical cable that connects the motorhome to the cargo trailer drug on a steep dip... it chewed up the cable. I taped it up and it worked... until this morning.
When it quit working, it blew a fuse in the coach. I snipped the cable and re-spliced it; replaced the fuse. We are good to go. Well it wasn't all that fast - I had to stop at a TSC (Tractor Supply Company) and an auto parts store to get what we needed. An hour and a half later, and we were good to go, after a by-the-side-of-the-road splicing.
Big change: we moved from cool temps (in the 30s at Bryce in the early morning) to the upper 90s... prepping us for our upcoming time in Phoenix.
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