Monday, February 1, 2010

The Adventure Continues

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First let me correct the last blog.  I said we went through the oil fields in Modesto but I meant Maricopa.  We spent last night in Cambria and today headed up Hwy 1 north.  We were doing just fine and were about 40 miles south of Big Sur when the truck started having problems.  It was going along fine and then it just died.  Now here is where Jimmy and my idea of adventure takes a divergent path.  When we are on Hwy 1 south and north of nowhere and there is no cell phone service for miles and it is all hills around us and the truck is dead some how my sense of "Adventure" and Jimmy's takes a different path.  While my sweet, patient, never riled husband takes it all in stride I am very not a happy camper.  As our friend Denny says "It all works out"  We were able to nurse the truck to the Big Sur campground where they had a payphone.  We called AAA and after a few hours they came and towed us to Carmel.  We rented a car and found a nice hotel in Seaside, CA to stay in.  On a bright side lucky it didn't happen yesterday when we were in the mountains and we never would have made it to a payphone.  So other than spending a little extra money all is well.  Not sure how long it will take to fix the truck.  Jimmy and the garage guy think it might be the distributor.
We did stop and see the elephant seals before the van quit working and if you check out the pictures you can see some great pictures and movies of them.  If you have never seen them it is an amazing site.  Hundreds of them on the beach with newborn babies.  They are only here in the winter when the breed and have their babies.  The males weigh up to 5000 lbs!

2 comments:

Captain Neil said...

Bummer you two... FWIW, I had the same thing happen to me in the middle of Iowa once. Distributor cap I think... or coil.
Anyway, good luck!!

Nancy Wistrom said...

I'm wondering if that stretch of highway is cursed? We were driving along that same spot just fine when my patient, never-riled husband starts pumping the brakes, screaming "We've got NO brakes, hang on!" HANG ON? Is he kidding? I was ready to jump out. But Denny (do I know him?) is correct, it all worked out. And we made it to the camp ground and then to Carmel.