Slightly Bumpy Trip from Tampa to Clewiston
Ever since we slithered into our site at Spanish Main RV Park, Russ kept trying to figure out how in the world we were going to get out of the site. While it appeared to be decent sized site, this was very deceiving. The water connection was super close to our tires on one side and an elevated patio was in just the right spot to clip our jacks or tires on the other side. YIKES! We were able to get into the back-in site, by pulling thru instead upon our arrival, but the location of a tree kept us from being able to go back out the same way. After several attempts we realized it was going to be just as challenging as Russ had envisioned during our stay. We had drawn quite the crowd as we went back and forth repeatedly trying to wiggle our way out. We quickly jumped on the offer when one of our camping neighbors offered to hook up our trailer to his dually to try to get us out of the site (muchas gracias!). His turning radius was much better than ours with the Big Tow’er. We hitched, unhitched, re-hitched, unhitched, and finally re-hitched to the Big Tow’er one last time to continue our trek South.
Or so we thought…. the Big Tow’er had a different opinion. See once we got all hitched up and ready to go, we pulled up in front of the campground office for a quick potty break before we headed on our way. When Russ went back to the truck, it wouldn’t start. UGH! We literally had just had it in the shop pampering him with new parts & expensive labor. After a quick call to our trusty phone-a-friend (Jay), removing a free screws for a peak at the shifter (is that what it’s called?), and what felt like a hundred more times trying to turn it over we had a old boy running! I was literally getting ready to dial a mobile tech when I heard the roar of the truck. I jumped in the Pilot and we headed on our way ONLY 3 hours after our scheduled departure time.
Since when it rains, it pours - Russ wasn’t too surprised when I told him I could see something orange flapping on the side of the truck. I thought it was an orange towel - weird? I started to pass him and quickly realized it was the driver side turn signal just flapping in the wind. Oh boy! We found our way to the next rest area and fixed the turn signal. Well by fixed, I mean duct taped it back into place. Super classy! Then upon arriving, Mike said “Do you know that your passenger side headlight is out?” While our answer was “No!”, it seemed like a fitting way to finish out our travel day. Guess replacement headlights will be on Russ’ to-do list ASAP.
Luckily in this lifestyle, we don’t usually have to get anywhere quick. We aren’t rushing back home to get to work on Monday morning or wasting a vacation day when issues arise. We have learned to roll with the punches and deal with minor hiccups with laughter when possible. However, it sure did feel good when we finally rolled into our site at Big Cypress RV Resort! Even better was the dinner Mike & Annette treated us to after our slightly stressful travel day.