The push begins

The day began with Evelyn's taking me to Trail's End to begin work on the coach. I washed it all down, including the roof. I had to work around a man who had come to spray some fruit trees next to the coach, but things worked out fine. It took me more than two hours to get the work done (dumping, unhooking, etc.) I decided to come home for lunch. We enjoyed more of the left overs from the Remington. I had trouble prying up the fight rear jack so I was late getting to Texas Trader. When I got there I negotiated some repairs to complement the refund they gave when they messed up the warranty we had bought from Beaudry. The major repair was to get the refrigerator to run on propane. That was a simple problem actually. I also asked that the generator oil and filter be changed. That was simple. The next was disgusting. I needed a new blade valve on the black water pipe. I had dumped the tanks and even back flushed both tanks, but about a half gallon of feces water came out. I was embarrassed and the technician were not happy. I helped clean up as much as I could, but that didn't cut much ice. I got out of there around 4:30 and arrived home just in time for dinner. I had not showered so Evelyn made me clean up or I could not have any of the delicious spinach salad and bacon, cheese and spinach sandwich on some of the fabulous hazelnut bread she makes. I complied. She was off to the final Bible study for the season. We have begun to pack the motor home for our trip north. I worked some while she was gone and she joined me. We made good headway but have a long way to go.