Today we stopped in Cassoday, Kansas, self-proclaimed prairie chicken capital of the world. I looked and looked, and no prairie chickens. So disapointing. I LOVE chickens.
But I did bark this morning at a calico cat in Wichita, not much of a cat, a bit scroungy, and this evening at a squirrel in Lincoln Nebraska.
Now you may want to know why there was no blogging yesterday. We had a little oops with the RV. Dad kinda scraped the side of the RV on a guardrail. Stuff flew out everywhere. Scared me to death. I thought it was the end of the world. Dad was more upset than mom, cause he felt responsible, but she said everybody is okay, so why get upset? Good thing she wasn't driving, or she would have flipped the RV instead of controlling it like Dad did.
The door, which got scraped so that it wouldn't stay closed, caused us to go back to Wichita to find an RV service place. 30 minutes later after Dad borrowed their vice, he straightened the hinge so it closes just fine. We have a few pieces of plastic that don't look so nice now that they have duct tape on them. Gives Teregram some character.
Dad ordered a new hinge to be shipped to Yellowstone, and we'll replace it then, just so the seal is better.
The silliest part of the whole incident happened when we were exiting the Kansas toll road and the attendant said, don't come through here. Your steps are out and you are going to take them off. We had no idea we had driven 50 miles with the steps out. We were just really lucky.
We found out at the RV place that the reason they did not retract was Dad took off the screen door since he couldn't straighten the hinge enough to close it. There's a magnet in the screen door that causes the steps to retract.
That was sure silly!
Don't worry I'm fine! Mom's fine! Dad's fine! We're about four hours behind our original schedule, but since we don't know how long we are going to be gone anyway, who cares?
But I did bark this morning at a calico cat in Wichita, not much of a cat, a bit scroungy, and this evening at a squirrel in Lincoln Nebraska.
Now you may want to know why there was no blogging yesterday. We had a little oops with the RV. Dad kinda scraped the side of the RV on a guardrail. Stuff flew out everywhere. Scared me to death. I thought it was the end of the world. Dad was more upset than mom, cause he felt responsible, but she said everybody is okay, so why get upset? Good thing she wasn't driving, or she would have flipped the RV instead of controlling it like Dad did.
The door, which got scraped so that it wouldn't stay closed, caused us to go back to Wichita to find an RV service place. 30 minutes later after Dad borrowed their vice, he straightened the hinge so it closes just fine. We have a few pieces of plastic that don't look so nice now that they have duct tape on them. Gives Teregram some character.
Dad ordered a new hinge to be shipped to Yellowstone, and we'll replace it then, just so the seal is better.
The silliest part of the whole incident happened when we were exiting the Kansas toll road and the attendant said, don't come through here. Your steps are out and you are going to take them off. We had no idea we had driven 50 miles with the steps out. We were just really lucky.
We found out at the RV place that the reason they did not retract was Dad took off the screen door since he couldn't straighten the hinge enough to close it. There's a magnet in the screen door that causes the steps to retract.
That was sure silly!
Don't worry I'm fine! Mom's fine! Dad's fine! We're about four hours behind our original schedule, but since we don't know how long we are going to be gone anyway, who cares?
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Glad y'all are all okay!
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