We are at lake Gaston in North Carolina

(Pictures of Outdoor World, lake Gaston)

Wow today was a little more excitement than you want.  Looking down at the gauges and seeing one light up that says WARNING in red.  That happened about 5 miles after we left the Potomac. (It also happened in Albuquerque once to the tune of about $300 (but I got a free ball cap) we sure hope this one is less)

I checked all the gauges, the rest were normal. The book says,  problem with the fuel system.  The diesel always scares me because I know so very little about them.  A gasoline engine I could trouble shoot and most likely fix. But the diesel, not so likely.

I petted it for about 40 miles and spotted a Pilot/Flying-J truck stop,  While in line I looked for something obvious under and around the engine, nada.

After fueling, the light was flashing on and off. So I drove at 45-55 mph and kept it off.

Now I am researching, and checking the area for possible repair places. Our Road service will find one for us if I cannot find a cheaper mechanic  close. So there is a possibility  our time here will be shorter than planned. Once we pull out, we cannot return to the same park of 7 days, one of the park rules.

It may be nothing; it may be SOMETHING!  But that is part of living in a moveable home.

The whole thing is nothing that cannot be worked out, it is nice not to have a schedule set in concrete.  We have only two things that MUST be met, Sherry’s class reunion and her appointment with the Dr. on her yearly visit.

On a much brighter note, son Mark, who took his earnings from a land sale and went to Florida. There he bought a fixer-upper to sale, he just called and said he had a contract on the house, full price. Hallelujah.  He has been down and nearly out, for a long time now; we are praying he is climbing out of the hole.

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Nice park(this is), makes you want the boat back!

Thanks for coming to hear me gripe!

Nite Shipslog

PS:

On my way home one day, I stopped to watch a Little League baseball game that was being played in a park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first- base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was ‘We’re behind 14 to nothing,' he answered with a smile. 'Really,' I said. 'I have to say you don't look very discouraged.' 'Discouraged?’ the boy asked with a puzzled look on his face. Why should we be discouraged? We haven't been up to bat yet.'

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The Metropolitan was built under the name Nash and Hudson. I rebuilt two. This was the Hudson Metro. We love it.