I took the family with me when I went to the Red Lodge, Montana, rodeo over the Fourth of July. On the way, we hit Yellowstone, and we did get to climb Mt. Washburn. We had to borrow a bigger camper for the trip, though, because our little 14-footer just wouldn’t have been big enough.
We doubled our living space with my friend Traci’s 28-foot gooseneck camper. But in keeping with my usual trailer luck, I didn’t even get it out of Traci’s yard before I ran into light problems. I had to turn sharp to get back to the road, but it was too sharp for the length of the trailer light cord. Instead of pulling out of the plug on my bumper, the lights ripped out of their connection up inside the camper. I spent the first two hours of my time with Traci’s trailer re-wiring her lights.
I got that handled, though, and got on the road. I called Traci to once again thank her for letting me borrow the camper, as well as to admit that I had screwed up her lights, and she told me to keep an eye on the camper’s door. She said the fiberglass veneer had been starting to peel off, so I should watch it and make sure it didn’t blow off going down the road.
I immediately went to take a look at the door. I had driven maybe 20 miles since I had fixed the lights and left her house, so I didn’t expect to see anything too shocking. I was wrong. The veneer of the door was gone. Completely. At least the inside of the door and the insulation were still intact.
So I got to use a trailer for free, but I wound up buying Traci a new wiring harness and a new door. It was still cheaper than staying in a hotel room on our trip, or renting an RV from one of those rental places. I just wish I could take a trip in a camper without something falling off.