I was thinking how cool those contentinental kits were, looks good on a '56 chev. Convertable.
And then I thought I had better get to work.....
Along with a few things Mark (youngest son) wants us to do here, we will try to catch up with the things we let go on the trip. The awning has been broken since we stopped in Detroit (second stop). It was a little embarrassing, flopping going down the road, but we didn’t pass too many folks that knew us or cared.
I have the awning off now and have scrubbed it good. If I can’t find a replacement on the net, I will have this one restitched . I think I can cut it down without any terrible wrong to the awning.
I have already ordered a replacement mirror for the Odyssey, our Toad. Also we needed to replace all four tires (OUCH) on the toad, the rest were weather cracked, and that is probably what was wrong with the one that blew.
The battery has been giving us a little trouble, but the kid checked out and said it read good!
The one thing that I am dreading is the heater coil. It is a bear to change. I have changed it once and was hoping I would never have to do it again; however, with all the rough roads and treatment, it sprung a leak. Soooooo I will replace it again. There are two or three screws you cannot see, they must be felt and done blindly. I did learn something last time. The Digital camera is great for letting you see what is there rather than just feel. One quick shot and you know whether it is a nut or a screw.
Sherry fixed pintos, cabbage and salmon patties for Mark and Luke. Luke always has toasted cheese cause he don’t like the country cooking meal.
So I got an update on Ruth today from Helen. We hope to meet her up there in the next day or so. Ruth is up in a wheel chair but real weak.
Sherry's beautician and super grand daughter, cancelled on her hair tonight but will take care of it Saturday. She is having dinner with her mom tonight, both are sweet ladies. Yeah, Reece is partly responsibile for Sherry's great hair.
Thanks for stopping by the log,
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