We Love You Coach-Net!!!!

This morning we were determined to head out early to Dallas.  Since the slide that had given us problems was already in, we didn't have that to worry about today.  We packed up and head to 287 toward Dallas.  About two hours into our 3 hour drive, Bob started mumbling about needing diesel.  There are always many stations when you are full but when you need it, of course it is harder to find.  We finally found a smaller diesel station.  All Bob has read was that it is better to go to a big truck stop, like Pilot, Love, or Flying J, but Bob couldn't wait any longer.  As we pulled into the station, we noticed that only the end closest to the entrance pumps were diesel the rest were gas.  Bob had to recalculate his plans, as the navigator system would say.  As we pulled pretty close to the pump, a lady filling her car up, eyes got bigger and bigger, as we got closer and closer.  Bob stopped and I got out to see how much room we really had.  Oh, for those who don't rv.  When you have a motorhome with a toad attached. (Toad is a car.) You can not back up.  If you get into a place where you have to back up you must unattached the car from the motorhome.  With inching along and some maneuvering we made it by the pump.  However by swinging by the pump, the side of the motorhome, hit a short yellow pole that was put in place so that cars, trucks, and motorhomes do not go into the grass.  When I got out, I had to tell Bob that he had put a hole in the side of the motorhome.  To say he was upset might be an under estimation.  Not only was there a hole and scratches in the motorhome.  If he tried to pull up, since we couldn't back up, we would have torn the back of the motorhome off.

Bob went into the diesel station to let the owner know that one of his lanes were going to be plugged up for an undetermined among of time.  He was very nice about it.  In the meantime, I went to the car and tired to start it.  When we left Wichita Falls, instead of putting the car on accessories, it was left on and now the battery was dead.  The nice owner of the diesel station, jumped my car.  Bob called Coach-net to have someone come and lift the rear end of the motorhome up and move it about 2 feet to the right.  I drove our car around in the parking lot to recharge the batttery.  Within an hour the biggest tow truck I had ever seen pulled it.  I would say in less than 15 minutes we were unstuck.  I of course talked to the driver and commented on his fine tow truck.  I could see it was new, and he was proud of it.  He told me it cost $250,000.00 and that he doesn't go out on calls less than $500.  The only reason he helped up was because he had a contract with Coach-Net.  The bill to Coach-net was $250.  Thank you Coach-net.

We were on our way again, making it into Dallas about 3:00 p.m.  Bob was still sick about the accident and it is now a week later and he has finally agreed to let me post about the hole on our blog. Actually, the hole is only about 3" x 6" and it is situated right beside the wheel well rather than involving a slide or bay.  We feel we indeed were fortunate andwe  learned a good lesson.  We also can't get to Branson fast enough to get driving lessons.

Heather, Craig, Addie, and Asher came out to visit us at our campsite at Treetop RV Resort.  Craig got our cable TV working on all TV's.  He set all the controls and attached all the cables.  We promised not to touch anything.  We next went to Camping World in Ft. Worth to get receivers for Direct TV.  We ended up putting the receivers on hold and would return Monday, when our satellite company Winegard.  

We were all hungry by then and Craig suggested that we go to a barbeque place called Sugar Creek.  It was great!! Best of all for Addie, they had macaroni and cheese and chocolate milk !!! Bob and I headed back to the motorhome, after a long eventful day.