More than a weekend

We spent 4 whole days in Morro Bay CA at the state park with 4 other rigs and a tent.  This was a complete experience for Paul and I in the rig.  I went to Stockton to meet him and we drove down together.  This was the longest trip for me in the rig and I wanted to drive.  I started out driving from Stockton and immediately Paul started hearing noises.  Now he might know how I feel when I am the passenger and all you have to think about are the noises and there are many.  We stopped a couple of times and could never find the noise so we just kept driving, however Paul took over so I drove a whole 10 miles! yeepee.  We didnt’ get to the campground until 11:30 as we got a little lost in Morro Bay – Picture us late at night, new place, 36′ of vehicle and the GPS tells us to turn down this street.  It was a residential street up on a hill with nowhere to turn around and barely enough room to go forward.  We finally got off the hill and headed back to the freeway and took the next exit after I finally remembered where we were suppose to turn.  We found out the next day that the place we turned back to the freeway was the entrance to the State park!!!  When we finally found our spot Paul got out and said I was going to back in. Ok!  Well it actually went really well so I guess that is my new job.  I am ok with it as long as I never have to handle the sewer hose I will try just about anything. 

Amy came up from Santa Barbara and spent Saturday and Sunday with us.  It is always fun to have the girls along.  They both want to know why we never had such nice digs when they were camping all the time – cause we couldn’t afford it!

We had fabulous weather and lots of fun times with friends.  Monday 5 of us went golfing on the course right at the State Park.  The views were at least as good as the ones at Pebble Beach for a fraction of the price.  I had an extremely good first 9 holes; I have to brag a bit cause I dont’ usually get to.  I chipped the ball in on two holes; one for a boggie and the other for birdie!  Pretty good for someone that doesn’t usually keep score cause it is too painful.

Tuesday we had to pack up and head home.  Paul drove because the first part of the trip is really not a good road and then when we got on Hwy 5 you would have thought we were in a hurricane.

We learned yet again that there is a lot to go wrong on a motorhome; this trip we lost a vent cover, had the waterpump leak, the couch would not recline correctly, and that weird noise.  All were fixed quickly by Paul so we are ready to go again.


Denise relaxing in the dining room with her friend Annie!

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