Poor thang. The moho sat ALL day yesterday here at the truck fix-it place. The engine was acting like it was fuel starved (we had at least 10 gallons), and filling up didn’t solve the problem. Rut roh. MM searched out a big truck place and found one about 3 miles from the CG, and they said to bring it over.
MM and the shop guys swapped out a fuel lift pump, then we took it out for a disappointing test spin. Still not fixed. A sensor had to be ordered from Portland, so we are stuck here in Columbia Falls, MT, till Monday…hoping the new part will fix the problem, and that we can resume our journey.
We are at least grateful that this didn’t happen during the Canadian caravan, and that we are now back on US soil with local phone service, etc. This is all part of the moho life. There has to be a time for fixing stuff…and this is our time. The guys will get the problem solved, and we’ll be on our way.
So, we are kicked back here at the CG, grateful for wifi and TV, watching the Tour go through a small village where we stayed and watched the ‘03 Tour, bringing back good memories. The kitties are doing what they do best—sleeping. They didn’t particularly like the loud noises at the truck place yesterday, but they also adjust to whatever comes along.
Have yourselves a ginger peachy day. We plan to turn our lemons into lemonade, and will find something interesting to do and see. Why not?!