When Rebecca's brother called and told us that he was going to marry the girl of his dreams, we decided that we needed some much needed beach time too especially since there has been an excessive heat wave in Arizona so why can't we just combine the two? Everything was going too perfect for our trip to California. We hitched up the trailer and had backed into our space at the campground on the first try, which never happens for us. We were 70 miles away from the wedding venue at Newport Dunes Waterfront Resort. This was one of the more expensive campgrounds that we have stayed at but the breathtaking views made up for it. We decided to take Pacific Coast Highway to the wedding and were lucky to avoid some of the traffic. Alexis did an outstanding job with her role as flower girl. Although we had wedding obligations on Friday and Saturday, this left Sunday which was
Father's Day for the beach. We tried out the new fondue kit and nacho platter that Rebecca and the kids bought for the grill. Monday arrived too quickly and we thought we were headed home. As we were departing the campsite, we failed to properly raise our electric tongue jack and quickly realized our mishap. We decided that we could make the drive and replace the jack with our old manual one at home. We stopped for date shakes and lunch at Hadley's Fruit Orchard just outside of Palm Springs a tradition for us and may other travels on the I10. After our return to the truck, our check engine light, reduce engine speed, traction control, and stability lights were on. We quickly realized that our best option was to get towed in verses trying to make it the additional 300 miles home. Good Sam roadside to the rescue. Unfortunately, since we did not technically break down on the interstate, we had to use all of our available money and pay $350 to have the trailer towed with the truck. We were about 50 miles away from Rebecca's dad's house so we towed it in to the dealer near him. We notified the dealer that we were planning on towing the vehicle and trailer to their location. We made it there approximately ten minutes before they were closing for the evening. The person checking us in was anything but friendly and made it very apparent that he wanted to go home. He found a service manager who was kind enough to let us borrow a jack stand and floor jack. While we waited for Rebecca's dad to pick us up, we found our way to a Marie Callender's and enjoyed some pie. The service department diagnosed the problem shortly after they had opened the next day and advised us of our $1000 repair bill needing a new throttle body. We were fortunate that Rebecca's dad was able to put the charge on his credit card and Sean's parents reimbursed us for our expenses. It took Rebecca's dad and Sean a considerable amount of time trying to remove the broken tongue jack. We were finally back on the road at about 1pm, Sean had to take another vacation day from work. We made it back safely to the Phoenix area and decided that since our storage facility closes at 9:00pm and we still needed to go home and get the old jack, that we should just park the trailer outside the house for a couple of days until we had some available time to go to storage. We took the trailer to storage on Saturday morning and were lucky because the space behind us was vacant so we were able to just pull through.
Father's Day for the beach. We tried out the new fondue kit and nacho platter that Rebecca and the kids bought for the grill. Monday arrived too quickly and we thought we were headed home. As we were departing the campsite, we failed to properly raise our electric tongue jack and quickly realized our mishap. We decided that we could make the drive and replace the jack with our old manual one at home. We stopped for date shakes and lunch at Hadley's Fruit Orchard just outside of Palm Springs a tradition for us and may other travels on the I10. After our return to the truck, our check engine light, reduce engine speed, traction control, and stability lights were on. We quickly realized that our best option was to get towed in verses trying to make it the additional 300 miles home. Good Sam roadside to the rescue. Unfortunately, since we did not technically break down on the interstate, we had to use all of our available money and pay $350 to have the trailer towed with the truck. We were about 50 miles away from Rebecca's dad's house so we towed it in to the dealer near him. We notified the dealer that we were planning on towing the vehicle and trailer to their location. We made it there approximately ten minutes before they were closing for the evening. The person checking us in was anything but friendly and made it very apparent that he wanted to go home. He found a service manager who was kind enough to let us borrow a jack stand and floor jack. While we waited for Rebecca's dad to pick us up, we found our way to a Marie Callender's and enjoyed some pie. The service department diagnosed the problem shortly after they had opened the next day and advised us of our $1000 repair bill needing a new throttle body. We were fortunate that Rebecca's dad was able to put the charge on his credit card and Sean's parents reimbursed us for our expenses. It took Rebecca's dad and Sean a considerable amount of time trying to remove the broken tongue jack. We were finally back on the road at about 1pm, Sean had to take another vacation day from work. We made it back safely to the Phoenix area and decided that since our storage facility closes at 9:00pm and we still needed to go home and get the old jack, that we should just park the trailer outside the house for a couple of days until we had some available time to go to storage. We took the trailer to storage on Saturday morning and were lucky because the space behind us was vacant so we were able to just pull through.
