We broke camp at Cedars in record time – just under 1 hour. Of course, a large part of that success was due to our Saturday evening prep work of putting the screen tent away, lowering the awning, and cleaning off all the chairs. We might have made it out even sooner but for some reason we had problems reattaching the sway bar.
Our total distance traveled this time was 46 miles (baby steps, remember). It took us almost 2 hours but here’s why:
Almost immediately after we stopped to check the air in the tires, I felt like something was off with the camper. I stopped midway to check all of the connections and tires again. Nothing seemed to be wrong so we got back on the road. Shortly thereafter, we ran into a torrential downpour- the kind of downpour that makes you wish you were floating along in an ark instead of towing a trailer. I don’t do well in the driving rain on a normal day, but hauling Scotty down a narrow rutted highway when you can’t see anything in front of you and every turn of the tires brings a reverse waterfall up the side of the car…yeah, I REALLY didn’t do well in that. That’s my opinion. Angie says that I did great. We managed to make it out alive, so I suppose I did do okay – though my hands and feet didn’t stop trembling for miles.
The trailer continued to seem off but we plodded along to the Nashville North KOA – our excitement for the free wi-fi propelling us along. I hopped out to check in while Angie stayed in the truck. When I came back out, beaming with joy because we’d gotten an even bigger discount, she had one of those looks on her face – the same look she had when we realized the ceiling was leaking.
“You’re not going to want to hear this,” she said. “But we have a flat tire.”
“But…I…we…Jesus Christ!” was about all I could manage to say.
I looked on the passenger side of Scotty and sure enough, the tire that had given me an error reading on Speedway’s digital air pump that morning was as flat as a pancake and the hubcap was missing.
“Well, we’ll just have to see if we can make it to our site,” I said.
Site #11 is wedged between a Kamping Kabin and another pull-through space. All three fit in about the same amount of space as the one space we occupied at Cedars. Tight is an understatement! When we were able to put out our awning, it nearly touched the roof of the Kabin.
But back to the tire…
We pulled in to the site with our hookups on the same side as the box. Seemed logical to do it that way, but in reality that made us face the front door of the neighboring pop-up (and obviously didn’t sit well with the KOA staff, since they asked us if we’d mind turning around). Turn around mind you, with a pancake for a tire! But we did.
By this time we were so exhausted that I did the only thing I could think to do. I called a 24 hour mobile RV service to change the tire. It took him less than 15 minutes to arrive and cost us $45 (but he also double checked my DIY work on the water heater).
With the spare in place, we had to hook back up to the truck and level the trailer. The day that started off so well at 9 AM officially came to a close at 6:30 PM, when we were finally set up, showered, and able to venture off in search of dinner.