A Traveler and his Cat exploring America.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Off To A Great Start

We got all packed and ready to go the day before. This morning it was all a matter of putting the cold stuff in and lock up the house. I went out early to fire up the refrigerator so it could start getting cold. Usually this takes a couple tries as air gets in the propane line, only this time it wouldn't start. I went outside, took the side cover off and saw the fire was going but the igniter kept going too thinking it hadn't lit, then everything shut down. Great! No refrigerator, no leaving. Well, as I told the neighbor when he walked by while I was fiddling with it "The good thing is, being retired I have all the time and not like my limited vacation time is being taken away by this. Plus, good this happened at home rather hundreds of miles into nowhere." I drove into town to an RV store, lucked out by them having a dust covered package sitting on the shelf with the correct thermo-coupler. I installed it in the parking lot and BINGO, we have ignition! I called my wife and told her it was fixed and we're going. We were rolling by noon.

We logged in 213 miles and stopped in 103 degree Redding at an RV park along the Sacramento River. When the lady checking us in asked if we had any dogs I mentioned no, just my pussy cat. "Could you set us up in a spot away from dogs if possible?" Sinbad likes to sit outside you know. So she made the effort and gave us #64. We pulled in, hooked up and the two of us sat on the step in the shade of the View drinking a beer while Sinbad sprawled out on the cement. Just then an RV a bit larger than us pulls in two spots down in direct line of our view. The middle-aged lady rolls out the driver side door and all Hell breaks loose as she beats back several barking and yapping dogs trying to follow her out. Great. We sip our beers and watch the show.

She plugs in the electrical cord, connects the water line and hooks up her poop tube, bare handed I might add. Then she brings out this short-legged hugely overweight belly dragging-the-cement dog for a pee. The poor pooch. She returns that dog to the RV and emerges with a large black poodle and a miniature black poodle that literally drags her at a jogging pace across the road. They do their peeing, she returns them to the RV and comes out with ANOTHER even larger black poodle, taking it over to the doggy area. By now this has become beyond merely amusing to us. As she brings back the second large poodle my wife says to me "If she comes out with another dog I'll pee my pants." I said no way. Unbelievably though, she does. This time it is an ankle-biting Pomeranian that after it does it's business she carries it back to the RV. Five dogs! We finished our beers imagining what it must be like inside that RV. The smell, scratched woodwork, torn and chewed cushions, dog hair everywhere, and...oh, my wife held it. She didn't pee her pants.

Later, on our way to the pool we mentioned the story to the RV park lady in the office, in a nice way, not complaining. She couldn't believe it. "She told me she had two dogs and a cat plus her mother." I told her I couldn't believe a cat could tolerate the mayhem inside that RV. That poor cat. The RV park lady apologized and offered us a spot along the river in the high-rent district but we stayed where we were. It was too hot for the dogs to be outside. They stayed inside with the AC chugging away.

And so, this is why I love road trips.


TexWisGirl said...

well, at least you got some amusement out of it! i'd have been ticked at the view being ruined (and sinbad's freedom too!)

glad you took mrs. john along!!! :)

Sonny said...


You were in Redding and didn't stop by to see me??!

Michael (Light-In-A-Box) said...

Gosh!, I found your story amusing! :-) I'm just imagining one dog after another coming out of the camper! I don't know if thats really a relaxing vacation if your camper is stuffed to the top with pets! Wow...

Ms. Becky said...

oh this is rich. and here I thought it was only I who had things like this happen to them. it's always my luck when I sit down at a movie theater that someone really tall sits down right in front of me when the entire theater is empty. the travails of the first day are a hoot. keep 'em coming John. that's a lot of miles for the first day, getting a later start and all. stay safe, stay cool, and have fun. and pat Sinbad on the head for me.

Mary @ Framed and Tagged said...

Okay I almost peeded my pants after reading your post!! That is too funny and I'm glad you could see the humor in the situation.
God I would love to be doing what you two are doing!

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Have fun!!

theconstantwalker said...

A wonderful amusing post... put a big smile on my face.
I am so pleased your trip got underway... a campervan full of dogs I can jiust image the smell!.
Take care and I am looking forward to hearing more about your adventures.

T. Becque said...

That's funny! You're going to Glacier?! That place is gorgeous!

PS - I run with my Canon s90, not my DSLR, that could just cause injuries!

Laura Delegal - Leroy Photography said...

Ha ha, 'bout peed my pants laughing (jk). Hope you, your wife, and Sinbad enjoy your vacation. :)