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Feather
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October 2009
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I love travel, its the traveling I hate!

I always get incredibly nervous before I drive the RV. I've never been able to figure out why, until now. It's because something bad *always* happens.

Every single time.

I was serenely driving down a State highway I've driven four times before. It's perfect for the RV--nice and wide, no sharp curves, a straight shot. The truckers use it! I came upon one of those Dept. of Trans signs, the scrolling kind. I wasn't speeding, it just scrolled way to slowly. I got

Detour
HWY 26
Closed
45 miles
Use alt

Then I blew past. I wasn't worried. I figure there would be a big orange detour sign where I was supposed to turn. Well, more than five miles later there is a sign telling me the road is closed and to turn back. I (luckily) found a truck depot to turn around in and headed back. Right around the area I saw the original scrolling sign I saw another State Hwy heading north. Great! I turned up it, nice, wide road. Then it narrowed. Okay, that happens. Then it narrowed more and I was driving past potato farms. Okay. Then it got *really* narrow.

I called my mom and she got online and found where I was. "You need to turn around. That road ends a the lake.

I'm talking a really narrow road with a sharp drop-off on one side and rock cliffs on the other. I finally found a very small turnout so pulled in, but I couldn't get all the way off the road. I could just see it--someone driving way too fast, no room to maneuver, and me getting hit. I tried to unhook the jeep, but the pins were stuck fast. This is the first time using this towing system, so I don't know it at all. I got back in the RV (36 feet) and Inched back and forth until I barely had enough room to make the turn, praying all the time that my front tire didn't fall off the road and over the drop-off.

I damaged the jeep in the process. *sigh* But I did it. Mom got me headed in the right direction, on a well traveled road. About 5 miles down, when I had finally calmed down, it hit me. I have a hammer. I could have pounded those pins out and unhooked the jeep. *headdesk*

Oh well, it'll hopefully occur to me next time. :-(

I got to Seattle right at the height of rush hour, oh joy. And the park office was already closed when I pulled in. So I've done a basic hookup--water, electric, and wireless internet YAYYYYYYYYYY! I'll find out where they want me tomorrow. So I'm finally here, a day late and a dollar (probably more like $1000 once I get the body work estimate on the jeep) short. Now I'm going to go take a hot shower, get into my most comfy sweats, and drink a glass of wine. Well, okay, maybe the whole bottle. *g*

Comments

Whew, I'm glad you're ok.

Oh yeah, me too! I kept seeing that drop-off while I was trying to fall alseep last night. *shudders* Still, all is okay. I don't think I want to do that again. *g* /hugs you/

::hugs you back::

I once had a similar experience as a passenger when a friend (16 or 17 yrs old) had to turn around and there was barely enough room to drive, much less turn. She was so scared that she didn't know exactly what to do, she couldn't see how close she was to the edge but she was too scared for me to get out and try to direct her. I still don't know how we made it without going over the edge.