View of the day-We made it to the end of the line...parked in Davidson, OK.
Another early morning as we got the camper closed up, then hooked the shop trailer behind it for the last leg of the journey. We needed a new bulb for the camper tail light, fortunately we were right across the street from the Orchelins so it didn't take any time to get the lights lit and forge on over to get the General aired up.
We stopped a few times on the road to make sure the straps were still on and the fender wasn't rubbing the hydraulic ram on the feeder house...everything seemed to be okay. When Al had talked to John at Cherokee this morning he found out they had almost 4 inches of rain last night! As we had gotten closer to Cherokee there was water across the roadway in a few spots and we were kicking up some pretty high rooster tails as we went through them.
We made it to Cherokee and while Marilyn fueled the Dodge up, Al checked his rig out and discovered that one of the 6 inch straps had broken and only half of it remained...the half that used to have the hook on it. We managed to find another way to chain down the back and this time it stayed put and the baler belting that we had made collars for the rams managed to do the trick...with some help of some good old duct tape.
After having a good gab with John and our landlord at the campground, Mike, we continued on our way to Davidson. We stopped for a snack break at Thomas and before we left the parking lot that we were in, Marilyn got to test her backing skills with the camper and shop trailer...just enough to make room to get out of the lot. We carried on and finally made Davidson around 6pm.
We got the camper parked after doing a bit of branch trimming and got the air conditioning cooling things down, then went to check out the parking spot that we use when we are here. Curses...a couple of red combines from a Minnesota harvester had taken our spot. We went found another corner to park in and commenced unloading...and that went very well...as if there was any doubt that it wouldn't. After parking the shop trailer and General, we called it quits for the day.
Back at the camper it was dish aiming time again...this time it took a little longer, but Marilyn got it lined up just in time to catch the finale of Dancing With The Stars...we still miss the Weather Channel, though.
Now to find some internet...
Another early morning as we got the camper closed up, then hooked the shop trailer behind it for the last leg of the journey. We needed a new bulb for the camper tail light, fortunately we were right across the street from the Orchelins so it didn't take any time to get the lights lit and forge on over to get the General aired up.
We stopped a few times on the road to make sure the straps were still on and the fender wasn't rubbing the hydraulic ram on the feeder house...everything seemed to be okay. When Al had talked to John at Cherokee this morning he found out they had almost 4 inches of rain last night! As we had gotten closer to Cherokee there was water across the roadway in a few spots and we were kicking up some pretty high rooster tails as we went through them.
We made it to Cherokee and while Marilyn fueled the Dodge up, Al checked his rig out and discovered that one of the 6 inch straps had broken and only half of it remained...the half that used to have the hook on it. We managed to find another way to chain down the back and this time it stayed put and the baler belting that we had made collars for the rams managed to do the trick...with some help of some good old duct tape.
After having a good gab with John and our landlord at the campground, Mike, we continued on our way to Davidson. We stopped for a snack break at Thomas and before we left the parking lot that we were in, Marilyn got to test her backing skills with the camper and shop trailer...just enough to make room to get out of the lot. We carried on and finally made Davidson around 6pm.
We got the camper parked after doing a bit of branch trimming and got the air conditioning cooling things down, then went to check out the parking spot that we use when we are here. Curses...a couple of red combines from a Minnesota harvester had taken our spot. We went found another corner to park in and commenced unloading...and that went very well...as if there was any doubt that it wouldn't. After parking the shop trailer and General, we called it quits for the day.
Back at the camper it was dish aiming time again...this time it took a little longer, but Marilyn got it lined up just in time to catch the finale of Dancing With The Stars...we still miss the Weather Channel, though.
Now to find some internet...
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