Mother's Day treat/Projects in Logan, Utah

We stopped overnight in Provo, Utah at a nice campground.  It was Sunday and Mother's Day so I suggested to Dad that we do something special for Momma.  We decided to assure that the trip be able to continue without a repeat of the morning's 'almost no-start'.  I told Dad he needed to get those batteries checked out...yes, there are 2 batteries under that big white hood! 

Sure enough, one battery was on it's way out so Momma got a nice Mother's Day treat of 2 brand new, fully charged batteries under the hood.

We hit the road this morning with an amazing start and the motor just kept on purring...but.....there is always a but isn't there.  The day wasn't without another experience that I would not call a positive one. 

You see, the routine took on a little variation.  Dad closed up the slides this time and said to Momma, 'Do you need anything else inside?'  Now that was when Momma should have said, 'Let me do one more walk thru.'....but she just said, 'I'm fine'.

Well, normally, there are a few things that get set gently on the floor for travel that didn't make it to the floor BEFORE making the first curve in the road.  Well, maybe they stayed on the counter for the first, but, not all of them.  Yep, they went crashing to the floor on one of the curves and anything that could break, did!  Hey, but that gave Dad another project.

He was able to piece back together two of the three pottery bowls/plates that sit in a metal tiered holder.  Now the good thing is, the top bowl that holds all my cookie bones only was missing 2 little pieces that glued back together nicely.  It is once again sitting on the island full of my bones. 

Just about the time Dad was wrapping up the pottery puzzle, Robin dug out his camera to take a shot of the mountains in the distance.  As he looked thru the view finder and zoomed in over the top of our rig toward the white tipped mountains in the distance he discovered....

Gaps in our AC cover.  Upon closer inspection getting up on the roof, the rear AC cover had holes while the front just had a crack.  Hmmmmm!  Sounds like project time once again.  And wouldn't you know, the white, rubber, roof tape that would just do the trick was home on the workbench.  So....that meant a trip to the RV dealer in the area for the roof tape before even beginning the repairs. 

Well, I didn't let any of that interfere with my bonding with this lush, green grass!

As a matter of fact, the owners are so serious about treating their grass with care and not putting down mats or parking on the grass that their pamphlet has a cartoon of two campers with their hands in the air in the 'you're under arrest pose' and their legs in leg cuffs above the caption: "I didn't know they were so strict about parking on the grass."  Hee hee!  The rules don't say anything about not rolling in the grass....so I did....ahhhh

Hickory

.......on the road again