So there we were, about to leave for what was going to be our first trip since the “Caterpillar incident” and we were a tad nervous. The last trip had started off great, but ended rather poorly and left us beyond exhausted when all was said and done.
The creepy crawlies had grown so invasive we had been trapped in our travel trailer and felt the walls closing in.
But off we were going to go again.
So we started down the road when I noticed our brake controller wasn’t working. Pulling over for gas megan stepped out to see if the brake lights were still on and said “Is that supposed to be on the ground?”
What was on the ground? Good question. A question I shall answer. ‘Twas our breakaway cable.
What? You ask, “is a breakaway cable?”. Well that is the cable that is connected from your rv hitch, to your tow vehicle. It is there so that should things go terribly ary, and your trailer disconnects somehow, the breakaway cable will “break….away” and the emergency brakes will kick in on the trailer so that you don’t suddenly see it passing you on the highway.
But in this case, the part that should have been connected to the RV was on the ground, and the part that was supposed to be holding it to the rv was…melted.
Now you may not be an expert on breakaway cables, and to be totally honest with you, neither am I. But I’m sure we can both agree that having emergency break thingies (a technical term) melt, is probably bad.
It is indeed not safe, and I believe illigal to tow an RV with a broken breakaway cable, nevermind I’m sure it would destroy the emergency breaks, so we phoned a RV dealership. Thankfully, despite not having any opening till the end of the week they took pity on us and said if we simply pulled into their parking lot that afternoon, they would fix it right there. And fix it they did, which was a very good thing, because we were actually on our way for a special camping trip celebrating several children’s birthdays.
That sentence was confusing. I will clarify. The children were two of our own, and they each had one birthday a piece.
There. That clears things up.
Now here is where the tides changed. Probably literally, though we weren’t close enough to any large body of water to notice any literal tides changing, but the weather became almost shockingly pleasant for the entire week and I’m not sure if that has any impact on tides.
But I digress.
Editor’s Note: Get your ADHD under control. You’re embarrasing yo….SQUIRREL!
You see there was a situation with our house and the people moving into it at the end of August that meant they might need to move earlier than later. Fully two months before we were planning on moving out.
And so I don’t know if it was the scare that we wouldn’t go at all, or the unreasonably pleasant weather or the fact that the previous trip had ended so stressfully and this one ended up being an absolute joy, but at some point I asked Megan if we shouldn’t simply move out of our house pronto and begin living fulltime in the RV immediately.
And Megan agreed.
And so it was decided. We would return to our home for a mere 6 more days sprinkled over 3 weekends in order to clean things up and get the last of our things and we would commence RV living forthwith.
Now I don’t know if you have ever moved from a house into an RV, (there is probably a lot I don’t know about you, including whether or not you think me a clown for using the word “forthwith”).
It is difficult. But the kids were delighted. The instant we began living in the RV and only returning to the house they HATED the house, with the big yard and the play structure and all their many toys. No, they had tasted freedom and outdoors living and they wanted nothing less.
And so, two months before we had planned on it, a mere 7 days after we had questioned whether RVing was for us at all……….we left our house and made the RV our indefinite home.
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