View of the day-The last morning at our campground…the Pingree Café on the left and the 281 Stop bar on the right…what could be better?
We didn’t get up at the crack of dawn because we were only going to Carlyle…275 miles, no biggie. Once we did get everything battened down and ready for the road, we went to the Café for lunch, then settled up with them and the bar.
We left the campground, then went over and got the General started…and discovered one of the combine trailer tires was low, so we had to un-batten the shop trailer to get to the compressor. We have an oversize sign that is threaded strategically through the back doors and we didn’t want to redo it, so we just cracked the door enough to get the air hose out and around to the tire. Once it was full, we got everything put away and forged on.
The trip went without event until Al thought he heard a pop from the back and thought it was one of the tires out back somewhere, so he pulled over to check it out…false alarm. We got to the border around 5pm and sailed through the USA port after they checked out the serial numbers on everything. We had to wait to get to the Canadian port because there was a few vehicles lined up, but once we were there, we answered a few questions and we were on our way to Carlyle.
About 6 miles south of town, we passed a tandem truck with a double header trailer pulled over on our side of the road. It looked like he needed some help, so we figured we would get the General parked a few miles north at Precision Ag, then we would go back and see if we could help out somehow. When we
got to Precision, we could see several combines and trucks parked across the road and realized it was Holland Harvesting and it was their truck that was on the limp.
Al got the General parked, then we stopped across the road to talk to Rob who explained there was some kind of fuel issue with the truck and they didn’t have a pickup with them. We took the camper out to Kim and Marg’s, then Al and Kim went out with his pickup to give Rob a hand. Marg and Marilyn had supper with Gordie, then got the camper parked in a new spot by the shed. Al and Kim got back with the news that it was a wire that had come off the fuel pump and once it was reconnected, they were on the road again.
Back at the camper, we were watching the lightning and listening to the thunder…lots of weather warnings both at home in Yorkton and here in Carlyle.
It feels like we could walk out the door and be in an Oklahoma storm…if they get them anymore…
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