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Jan 2, 2009 -

Quiet, Blessed Quiet

I can’t believe how noisy the other park was! I didn’t even notice at the time, but after the night I just had (and the morning I’m having), I sure can see the difference! Being right on the US border here, literally butted against Customs, I would have expected this place to be noisy and bustling, but not at all. It was lovely to wake up under my own steam and hear absolutely nothing but the cats’ meows and a couple of birds. I’ve got a gorgeous view out the back. This isn’t the best shot, so I’ll take one later today, but I needed to record for posterity that I got up before sunrise voluntarily!

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This view out the back is, in all honesty, creeping me out since it looks like the view outside the study I had at the house I owned!

So far, there is no one on my left and the owners of the unit on the right are not on site. Not having neighbours AND a great view out the back is yet another wonderful reprieve.

What I am going to miss is being walking distance to all the services, although I was told that there is a lot I can walk to, so we’ll see if it’s to anything practical.

Depending on whether I pick White Rock or Surrey, it’s either PLUS one or two right now and the rainy forecast has been changed to sun!

Check back later today for pictures of the Pacific Ocean!

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Jan 1, 2009 -

I Love This Life!!!

Greetings from the Fraser Valley!

Majel (the GPS) told me that a 9AM departure would get me here at 2. I laughed and figured 6 if I was lucky. Fate took that difference and split it; I arrived at 4.

I was up around 8 this morning since I didn’t have that much left to do and I didn’t want to wake up everyone since what I did have left to do was noisy. The coach battery wasn’t charged enough to crank the engine, so I had to take the trickle charger out, but it got the battery going in the time it took me to bring my trash to the dumpster. Hooking up the toad was surprisingly easy. I mean, really, really easy! Everything I’d worried about didn’t happen, so I had an uneventful ride out… once a helpful neighbour managed to pry my levelers off the very frozen pavement. 🙂

Google maps has a wonderful feature that lets you see topography. Using that, I was able to figure out that from Oliver almost all the way to Hope would be uphill into increasingly poor weather, but that the rest would be downhill into rain. Sure enough, that’s what happened. Part of the drive to Hope was of the white-knuckled, hands clenched around the steering wheel, variety, but only because  a lack of guard rails next to sheer cliffs made staying on the road the foremost thought on my mind. As I’d expected, the roads were fairly devoid of other drivers, which reduced the stress considerably.

I had thought to stop in Hope for a leg stretch before continuing on the final third of the journey, but finding spots to stop wasn’t easy and I wound up getting all the way to Chilliwack before I could stop and rest for a half hour!

No sooner had I entered Surrey than I had my closest call ever with Miranda. There was a semi driver ahead of me whom I think was either half asleep or inebriated. He kept on switching lanes with very little notice. I tried to stay as far behind him as I could, but he still managed to cut me off. Thankfully, Miranda’s brakes are really, really, really good and while I laid down a patch of rubber, I didn’t hit him. The only thing that budged in the coach was my spice rack, which spilled most of my cumin down the sink. 🙁 I try to find the humour in such situations. 🙂

The park is literally on the border with the US and had I followed the GPS directions, I would have found myself in line for customs! Thankfully, I noticed little signs indicating the detour to the park and followed them to avoid the long lineup that preceded my turnoff point just before the ‘all vehicles beyond this point must report to US customs’ sign.

Settling in was a non-event although the handyman insisted on guiding me in. I appreciated his help, of course, but told him that I have a hard time translating flailing arms with what direction to turn the steering wheel. Backing up is one of those things I can do only if I don’t think about it. So, getting in wasn’t as smooth as it sometimes is, but it wasn’t embarrassing. I just hooked up the propane and electricity since my water hose is now just 10′ long and I need a much longer one to get to their tap. This is something I’d expected, so it’s not a big deal. I have plenty of water in the holding tank and the temps being above freezing, the pump is working just fine!

The cats were great on this trip, Neelix staying close by me, Tabitha sticking to her favourite spot on the bed.

Foremost on my mind right now are dinner and a loooong swim. Pool’s open till 10!

The last three months feel far behind me already.

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Dec 31, 2008 -

Working On Problems

The closer I got to tomorrow morning, the sicker I felt. I just didn’t feel like I could consider myself to be leaving safely if none of my systems were working. I also realised that if I couldn’t get the hose off the Extend-a-Stay I wouldn’t be able to use my onboard tank either AND I’d have no heat tonight! It’s only going down to minus three, but my electric space heater is on the fritz and I don’t feel comfortable leaving it on all night. So, I really couldn’t just sleep on my problems.

Emboldened by the fact that late this afternoon my pump started to pump water (air in the line, methinks) and, several hours later, I can say that it’s working normally, I decided that I just had to tackle the propane. I know from my experience with plumbing that the way to fix a leak is often to loosen a connection, not to tighten it. I decided that I had to risk damaging the Extend-a-Stay and just put some elbow grease into the problem.

Elbow grease worked wonders and I got the hose off. The E-a-S has a little brass screw cover to plug the hole where the hose connects, so I tried to screw it in but found the hole to be too big for it. I couldn’t fathom how my elbow grease could have made that much damage, so I looked at the hose more closely. I discovered that the hose screws into a protrusion that screws into the Extend-a-Stay. That’s what I’d been trying to loosen rather than the hose itself. DOH! Well, I got that back onto the Extend-a-Stay nice and tightly and screwed the cover back in. Everything looks good, but, of course, I’ll need to watch for leaks when I run propane from the on board tank.

Then, I screwed the hose back on and opened the propane a tad. I immediately heard the telling hissing sound of a leak. In this case, I thought that tightening could be the answer… and it was.

Both my hose and Extend-a-Stay seem to be none the worse for wear, I have no leaks, and, best of all, I HAVE HEAT TONIGHT. 😀

I feel so much better than I did a few hours ago and really ready to go!

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