Remember that day I said it was time for me to start learning how to do more of the “Tim stuff” with the RV? (It’s here, if you want to refresh your memory.)
Well yesterday, since we had to move from Point A to Point B, we chose to make it an Emily’s Learning Day.
We knew it would take a little longer to get through our pack-up-and-go routine, since we’d be doing everything together in sequence, instead of splitting the tasks into our usual concurrent lists of “He Does, She Does”.
Turns out it took a lot longer.
The landing gear motor quit working, which meant I had to learn where the cranking tool thingy is, and then use it to raise the legs manually, which meant that my arms eventually got tired, which meant that Tim took over with his stronger and fresher arms, and then that turned into CLUNK.
And that was followed immediately by, “Shit. That didn’t sound right.”
And then that turned into a delay of more than hour, because Tim had cranked the turny thingy one crank too many, and that broke the one part of the landing gear that was not already broken. So he fixed it.
Wait. You didn’t know about the landing gear issues? Ah. I swore about that first here, and again here. And since we’re picking up the second set of replacement legs this afternoon, I’ll probably be swearing about it a third time later.
Anyway, I ended up learning not only how to hook the RV to the truck all by myself (finally — and in practice, not just in theory), but also what a bottle jack is, and that we in fact have one onboard!
The fat metal pins that lock the front legs into place (which is up off the road, thankyouverymuch) when we travel.
To our great relief and amazement, we had a spare set on hand! That’s one of the new ones on the left behind Tim’s head. The ol’ useless one is on the right.
