Trip 2 – Day 4
January 12, 2012
I guess everyone got a fairly decent night’s sleep. We slept in until sometime after 7:00, ate the “usual” breakfast, and waited for the guy from “Mike’s Mobile RV and Marine Repair,” to show up. He arrived sometime after 9:00, reconnected the power wire that had come undone and replaced a sheer pin. This made the sliders work. It was, fortunately, a fairly uneventful fix, and 20 minutes and $150 later all was well. The decision was made that we would continue on and not spend another day in the Sonoma Valley, so we left Petaluma.
We decided that to take Hwy 101 through San Francisco as we headed south. It looked okay on the map, and our sources told us it would be equally as interesting (read that: stressful) either way we drove through the city. So, we took Hwy 101. We crossed the Golden Gate Bridge and it was spectacular! Those huge arches, the water…..it was great.
Then, we were in downtown San Francisco. In the Hag. Towing a car. In traffic. We were in the far right lane, parked cars on one side, traffic on the other. Suddenly there was a loud “WHAP” and words were combined in new and unusual ways. The Hag hit a produce truck and parts of the passenger’s side mirror were dangling in the breeze. It was suggested that I trade places with Dad, who sits as co-pilot, so that I could hang on to the mirror as we continued to drive. Always one for adventure, I jumped at the chance, opened the window and the screen and held onto the mirror………for the next 20+ minutes or so.
When we finally got out of town and were back on the “freeway” part of Hwy 101, we pulled off on the shoulder and Craig duct-taped the mirror back together. Miraculously, it seemed to hold.
I have nothing to say regarding the trip through the city. It was yet another one of those very stressful situations that we seem to find ourselves in. It is my hope that we have had our difficulties, things have sorted themselves out, and we will have smooth sailing from this point on.
We drove to Pismo Beach and stayed at a campground where we think Craig’s folks used to stay. It is very close to the ocean, clean, and large, (400 sites) and full of RV’s. We are, of course, traveling with Wiley, who is the gentlest dog we have ever lived with. But, he is a Doberman, and I have been surprised to learn, this breed is often excluded from RV parks. I realized only after we had settled into our site, that this is one of those parks. I am guessing that the young man who checked us in didn’t think that I “looked like someone who would have a Doberman,” (whatever that means) so he only asked if we had a dog, not what breed. They didn’t ask and I didn’t volunteer unnecessary information. I can’t be faulted for that. Wiley stays with us in the Hag, only goes out on a leash, and never runs wild and free. He is a sweet boy. I don’t want to deal with this kind of drama.
Again, I digress. We made it to an RV park, nothing bad has happened yet. The slides worked. The boys had martinis and watched the game. I made a pizza, and kneading that dough was the relaxation I needed. Sweet relief…….
Today’s Weather: Sunny
Daytime temperature: 50’s to low 60’s (maybe?)
Nighttime temperature: 30’s to 40’s, but no frost!